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It would seem this woman held some interest in pleasantries. Shortly after he called back down to her she disappeared beneath the edge of his perch. Jaden grinned to himself and looked out on the view blindly. His mind didn’t take it in once more but instead occupied itself with thoughts of this woman. She could be anyone from anywhere. Perhaps she’s a traveler from a far off land or a member of a nearby pack. Perhaps she is a canine of Salsola. The last thought put him off a bit. Why his mind had jumped to the most negative possibility he wasn’t sure and quickly shook it away as the sound of claws clicking on stone drew his attention back to the building.
He half turned to greet his invited guest as she emerged from within the stone buildings shadow. She was a bit shorter than he would have guessed before seeing her up close. He let his eyes wonder down her body for a moment and rest on the weapon she carried. A beautiful body lined with brilliant fur of unique shades. There was no doubt she was a warrior. Though youthful, her steps were graceful and body strong. Something struck him as familiar about her too. Maybe she had a bit of Alaskan blood in her? It was possible though he doubted she was in anyway full blooded tundra wolf.
Her features looked on him suspiciously but she did not hesitate to come within reach of his strong claws. So she held some self-confidence. Her request, if it could be called so courteous, put a grin on his lips that he shared with her in a slightly amused fashion. But it was only a flash before he turned away from her and to the view he offered to share. What is there to show? He was slightly enthusiastic because he found it genuinely beautiful and spread his arms as if presenting the world before them to the she-wolf. The majesty of the world itself, right here before our eyes, He too paused to look out on it once more and took in the pleasant breeze. She drew nearer and he waited for her to speak up again. Soon enough he was given a name and he would finally look to her once more where she stood next to him. Jaden Ohanzee of Sangi’lak. It’s nice to meet you Sonje.
Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.
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