10-27-2008, 04:33 PM
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Since I wasn't too far into my thread with Alexey I'm not sure how much she was going to say about her fight with Corona. Soooo, just gonna kinda wing it ><
Jet ears twitched as Adelaida spoke the name of her sister. What an odd coincidence. Alexey had indeed been one of the wolves she had met when escorting Cercelee home. Not only that, but the tan girl had wondered into the boundaries of Crimson Dreams not too long ago. Though Savina was somewhat surprised with how seemingly apathetic she seemed about her sister. However, she supposed if Alexey had gone and joined a pack without her sister she could understand if there was some bad feelings there. "Yes, I've met Alexey. Twice actually. The second time wasn't too long ago, and she wasn't doing to good. She'd just been in a fight with someone." Emerald orbs searched the chocolate femme, wondering what her reaction to that news would be.
Her gaze hadn't been hard, but at the mention of Adelaida's brother her eyes softened. She knew what it was like to be separated from your brother. Luckily there was hope in the wolfess' words and voice that they would be reunited soon. "I hope you're right. I know how hard it was for me being apart from my brother. The two of use were always so close growing up that it was like loosing my best friend. What's his name?" Maybe if she knew his name and ever crossed his path she could direct him in his sister's direction.
As she had extended the invitation about Crimson Dreams, the jet femme could feel her companion's uneasiness return. Slender head cocked to the side and her brow furrowed slight. Not meant for a pack? Wolves were all meant for packs. There were some who preferred life as loners, yet Adelaida didn't strike her as that type. She also couldn't imagine her not getting along with others. To Savina she appeared to be a perfectly pleasant person, albeit a tad on the nervous side. "You don't get along with others? I don't see anything about you that lends me to believe you'd rub too many people the wrong way. And why do you think you're too different?" Her tone was not at all demeaning, simply one of someone trying to understand.
Jet ears twitched as Adelaida spoke the name of her sister. What an odd coincidence. Alexey had indeed been one of the wolves she had met when escorting Cercelee home. Not only that, but the tan girl had wondered into the boundaries of Crimson Dreams not too long ago. Though Savina was somewhat surprised with how seemingly apathetic she seemed about her sister. However, she supposed if Alexey had gone and joined a pack without her sister she could understand if there was some bad feelings there. "Yes, I've met Alexey. Twice actually. The second time wasn't too long ago, and she wasn't doing to good. She'd just been in a fight with someone." Emerald orbs searched the chocolate femme, wondering what her reaction to that news would be.
Her gaze hadn't been hard, but at the mention of Adelaida's brother her eyes softened. She knew what it was like to be separated from your brother. Luckily there was hope in the wolfess' words and voice that they would be reunited soon. "I hope you're right. I know how hard it was for me being apart from my brother. The two of use were always so close growing up that it was like loosing my best friend. What's his name?" Maybe if she knew his name and ever crossed his path she could direct him in his sister's direction.
As she had extended the invitation about Crimson Dreams, the jet femme could feel her companion's uneasiness return. Slender head cocked to the side and her brow furrowed slight. Not meant for a pack? Wolves were all meant for packs. There were some who preferred life as loners, yet Adelaida didn't strike her as that type. She also couldn't imagine her not getting along with others. To Savina she appeared to be a perfectly pleasant person, albeit a tad on the nervous side. "You don't get along with others? I don't see anything about you that lends me to believe you'd rub too many people the wrong way. And why do you think you're too different?" Her tone was not at all demeaning, simply one of someone trying to understand.