vatheon | (no subject)

Who: Blue and OPEN
Location: Around the city in various alleyways
Time: February 1, afternoon
Style: Prose
Status: OPEN

Over the weeks Blue had gotten used to living 'under the sea'. She still wasn't wild about the idea and wanted to go back - to return to Cheza's side - but it didn't seem that was to be. As it was, though, Vatheon wasn't all that bad as far as the wolf dog was concerned. She could roam the city without fear in her dog form - no one seemed to take much notice of the big black dog exploring. Of course, it didn't hurt that Blue was sticking to the shadows.

Blue traveled alone here. It was odd to not have Old Man by her side or to not be running with a pack. She wondered what had become of Toboe - she hadn't seen him since her arrival. In spite of herself she worried about the pup - there were so few of them who felt loyalty to humans.

Curiously, she sniffed the air, trying to sift through them, searching for anything familiar. She was so engrossed in that task that she didn't notice anyone else around her.

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The sight of a new wolf, even if it was wolf-dog, was intriguing to Amaterasu. Though she herself wasn't quite wolf, she couldn't help but feel a little kinship towards them. So when she spots the animal, she curiously stares for a bit, before lifting her head and howling.

Blue does a double-take when she saw the other animal. Was that a wolf? Could it be? The howl certainly indicated friendly intentions and so she responded in kind.

Pleased that she got a friendly go-ahead, Ammy lopes towards Blue, panting happily and tail swaying back and forth in a pleased wag. And, perhaps out of force of habit, she retrieves something from her storage space: a bag of meat.

She sets it in front of Blue, sitting down and waiting for her to eat it.

That got a curious head tilt from Blue. Where had that bag come from? Was it safe? Was it safe to let this strange wolf so close? Was she even really a wolf?

Cautiously, Blue sniffed at the bag, searching for an sign of danger. Meat was not something freely given where she was from. She was waiting for the catch or the attack. Still, the food smelled good and her stomach rumbled.

Finally, she snatched up the bag and spirited some distance away before halting. She studied the other for a moment before tearing into the bag and gulping down the meat within.

[Ammy sits put, tail wagging while she watches contently. She's just happy you're happy.]