11-18-2011, 06:13 AM
Zana had frowned at the woman's response and had almost instantly shook her head. "The seasons don't wait for us to be ready.." She pictured up a single leaf, a sassafras leaf, the sharp fragrance of the oils pungent and strong as she let the leaf go, the winds whipping the small stalk away quickly as she continued. "If earth waited for us to be ready then we'd all be fat, lazy and hardly useful." She could feel the cold beginning to creep around the edges of her pelt as she looked back to wards the stranger with her ever watchful lilac orbs.
The eerie sound of the wind whistling through the trees was the only sound for a moment before Zana asked. "Where are you from anyways stranger.." She knew she could ask the woman for a name but she didn't feel she needed one just yet. She wasn't even certain why she had stopped when the woman had said hello, she could have walked on by but she hadn't. Now she waited to find out where this stranger came from bringing with her the cold rush of winter.
The eerie sound of the wind whistling through the trees was the only sound for a moment before Zana asked. "Where are you from anyways stranger.." She knew she could ask the woman for a name but she didn't feel she needed one just yet. She wasn't even certain why she had stopped when the woman had said hello, she could have walked on by but she hadn't. Now she waited to find out where this stranger came from bringing with her the cold rush of winter.