'SIERRA'
“It is not essential to thank me, Allegro Tempo – it is not me but you who paint a picture of someone. It is you; all on your own.” Sierra said with much mellowness. A soft chuckle rumbled from her throat accompanied by a tender smile. Upon her following words, Allegro Tempo she heard asked if she could keep a secret. Sierra’s eyes widened – she loved keeping secrets, having being trusted on many and never broken any. “Of course I can, for it is not my affair to tell anyone but yourself. Besides, who would I tell? I would tell no one because it is no one’s business but your own.” Her words were spoken with truth and a soft hint of haziness. “I assure you – you will not have to sacrifice your life.”
Her abstract ways caused her to edge closer to the brute but only slightly for the white cloaked girl did not desire him as a mate and she certainly did not fancy him as many light headed wolves would have put it. Sierra sighed, “Then try harder and never cease.” Her words were filled with dreaminess. “I have plans to join Bright Moon – I made them a minute ago.” She said and chuckled half-heartedly.
When the brute offered that she would not bore him, Sierra smiled. Enemies only bored him? Her eyes narrowed, she had never had any enemies. She had only experienced strangers, acquaintances, friends and family. “Ah, I see – you can predict the future and what a mighty gift that is.” She giggled lightly. “You a fortune teller and I am Lady Sierra.” Again her eyes creased slightly as her mouth widened in a grin. She was only clowning around and hoped that he would not take it in a bad way; she would have hated their conversation to end so quickly.
Sierra frowned briefly as the brute took her rumbling abdomen and started to laugh. She waited patiently to get up from his back and curled her tail around her body, sitting with a tilted head. “Well I am glad you can find amusement in me, Tempo.” She shook her head with a small smile. “See you in a minute then,” she said absentmindedly. The fresh scents of the air chilled her nose but she enjoyed it in those few first minutes where she was alone. But she was soon pulled away as the fragrance of meat occupied her thoughts. Her stomach seemed to rumble with glee – Sierra hoped he wouldn’t mock her again.
“Love it,” she said with a smile. Her ivories tenderly picked up the piece of meat he had tossed to her and dragged it closer. It was not as tasty as the first bite of victory but sure enough it made Sierra happy. In fact it did not last long, perhaps ten minutes at maximum. Once finished, Sierra slumped onto her back with a groan of satisfaction.
“You have similar wishes as me. I want to raise a family and have a doting mate, I would love to learn how to heal and participate in many pack hunts. I want lots of friends too.” She mumbled gently. “I hope we can meet again after this another time.”
Word Count: 537
OOC: I was wondering, if you do choose to making him tell Sierra what he does, that you could leave it to the end of the post. It would be a little bit more realistic than - shocked sierra to happy once again sierra really quickly. xD
Female || White Wolf || Souleh || Young Adult
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