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Hands hemmed with silken ivory gingerly touched the rough-textured bark of a limb leaning downwards from the superbly decorated tree standing at the edge of the pack's territory, art shedding from boughs gripping at the distant horizon. Amber eyes with a certain quality of softness watched as a rather short individual traveled round the trunk, pausing at the sound of footsteps approaching as well, the source heading for the same tree she'd been examining. Floppy ears framing the gentle features of her alabaster face swayed as the canine's long-muzzled head peered around the tree, watching cautiously as Adrian approached, examining the tree as well.
A swift breath was inhaled through ivory tinted lips of a rubbery texture, escaping through a pinkish nose as Mayflower stepped out from behind the tree, her hands clasped before her in a queer fashion, a smile curling across her muzzle. "Hi Adrian," she greeted in her naturally quiet voice, raising a caramel colored hand to wave in a friendly manner to the wolf, her ears perking up with delight for she hadn't seen one of the individuals she'd met outside the pack for some time.
"How are .. things?" she asked, cocking her elegantly shaped head slightly to the left as she spoke, her jaws parting slightly as if she was going to say something more but she quickly clasped them shut again, attempting to stick to her normal and shy nature as she normally did, since venturing past the concealment of her shadowed personality was not a thing she did often, especially around wolves she hadn't know for too long. A smile still brimmed her alabaster muzzle, touches of blue and black here and there though they appeared most often on the main part of her petite cranium, charcoal spots dancing across the blue of her pelt like flower petals laid to rest in a harsh wind.
