it is only natural that he comes here, taking leave from his brothers in search for a white woman with blue eyes and a strong soul and what he believed had been a healthy curiosity while retaining the old age style of feminine wiles all the same. she was beautiful and she was capable, but she did not try to strangle the four brothers on it, did not try to somehow hyperventilate at the chance to show up the group that had hunted down the cow elk.

it was a rare feature in a capable woman, anymore, to appreciate what made her a woman and to know the dangers that surround her did not mean to act out. she had faced the stupidity of his red brother with grace, if a little pride, and it had capture his attention like few other things could anymore. so he had bid adieu to his brothers and sought his way across the enocra wood and towards the border of spirane - what was once ifrit’s own home and also collapsed mirovis with a little bit of remora plains in there.

he stops shy of the border, staring into the wood that bordered this corner of the packland with a keen eye and ear, uncomfortable with pursuing her for all that he could not bear to turn around at any rate now anyway.

he thinks of the deftness she had exhibited, the way the cow had toppled and she had held on to a thrashing leg at the cannon bone. he thinks of how it had felt with her amongst he and his brothers. he thinks of how it had felt to delve muzzle first into viscera beside her and how blood had looked staining the white muzzle. he thinks of what he had felt coordinating with her and how she had stirred his heart, devoid of soul as he was. it was a feat he both could not understand and did not trust… he had always been compelled by the nature of moladion’s weaving of fate. he had never chosen for heart. he had been chosen for in moladion and he had chosen for instinct in nanrua. this was different and who was to know how to handle such things?

in any event, a hollow windlike song rises from his throat calling to her, quiet and yet carrying. it is a subtle sound, stirring and eerie - and it suited him.