Sure Thing

The air was warm, surrounding him in a blanket of humidity as he approaches the water. His jaws are parted and his tongue lolls as his paws carry him closer. With his tail low, his head dips downward as he is now only a few feet away from the water's edge. His nose touches the cool liquid, and he begins to lap. After parching his dried throat, Anglo lifts his head. The dark man was thankful he had a new family- one that seemed very kind. He was glad. He chose the right territory.

He looks at his reflection now, observing his slightly flopped ear. With a small smile, he lifts his head. Anglo's rump plops on the ground as he seats himself on the soft grass. Summer would be taking hold of the lands soon enough- and there would be pups! Though being a larger wolf, Anglo most certainly had his soft side. He was absolutely stoked to see the little balls of fur when they came into the world.

The sun hides behind a cloud now, and the man lowers himself into a laying position. The light songs of birds carry through the air as he closes his lids and relaxes.

Finally alas, for once, the cream colored wolf seemed to be clean and at peace. She laid in the grass resting her tired limbs. She had been traveling through Relic Lore and planned on heading straight through the land, though little did she know life had a different plan for her. She would be stopped in her tracks and her rebellious free spirit will chill into a more reliable girl, as the women considered herself. As she began to doze off a form caught her eyes and she lifted her head.

Deciding she was in a mood to socialize she pulled herself up off the ground. She wagged her tail and brought a smile to her lips. She began padding towards this large stranger in a coat of dark colors. As she neared him she kept her distance just in case he wasn't kind, "Hello!" She spoke in a cheerful tone. Sitting she waited for the wolf to respond. She wasn't afraid but she was ready to bolt if he tried to hurt her.

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As he lays, the man begins to drift into sleep. His mind settles, and his body relaxes. Suddenly, there is a voice. It's feminine, and casts a greeting- toward him. He snaps into reality now and lifts his head. Opening his lids, he looks at who had called to him. It was a pretty cream colored woman. She approaches him, her tail wagging and a friendly look upon her face. Still in a tired daze, he blinks before he decides to speak. "Hello, there."

Anglo now plants a paw down one at a time before he pushes and lifts his body upward. He stands now, and shakes out his dark colored coat. Anglo dips his head before he stretches out. "Lovely day, isn't it?" His left ear twitches as his orange gaze focuses upon her. Silence overcomes him now as he awaits her reply. Anglo's tail wags slightly, but not as much as her's. He wanted to see if this wasn't a trap. It was highly unlikely, for she looked to be the kind sort. The Caverns wolf remains lax on the outside, but tense on the inside.

She watched as the large male brought himself to his paws and stretched out. "Yes, very beautiful." She said taking a moment to glance around them. The scenery was quite gorgeous here, very delightful to the young traveling women. She lived a nomadic life and didn't stay in one land for long at all normally. Turning back to the man she gave another swift wag of her tail. "I'm Frost." Her part girl voice rang out mixing with the happiness that currently filled it.

A question soon filled her mind and it wasn't long till it left her maw, "Do you know what land this is?" She asked not sure if he had been here for a long time or like her was just a visitor. Peering towards the lagoon she watched a small bird family glide on the water's smooth surface.

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Anglo watches the breeze tease at the woman's fur. He rests his eyes, and twitches his muzzle in curiosity as she speaks again. He dips his head lightly and speaks "Anglo". He listens to the waterfowl nearby as he listens to himself speak. "This place..." he starts, then furrows his brows. What was it called again? He had heard the name of it, perhaps tossed around back at the den site. Something lagoon.

He almost sighs, but as the sun catches the water in its path, he is reminded. "This place is called Iridescent lagoon." He speaks as if he had never paused. He smiles lightly, and his tail slows as he steps toward the nearby water. "It's quite nice. It's my first time here." He turns slightly, and wonders if he should ask her what she was doing on her own. Why not? "You just passing through? The question was simple- she could make it into a yes or no answer if she so pleased.