Days of being on the run had seen that she forget to stop and drink, it even had her forgetting to soothe the aching and clawing hunger pains that turned her stomach. It was this place that would see her saved from all harm, safe from her family, from betrayal. Her tongue does not stop delving beneath the surface of the water until her stomach is visibly bloated, a sudden greeting startling the flighty female. A yelp and a mad dash are made for the shore, and that dual colored gaze rested upon the male who frightened her.

A bashful smile crosses her face as embarrassment sees her duck and tuck her head against her chest. "Excuse me, hello. I feel so horrid I didn't see you there, I was so thirsty." Her eyes meet his and she gives another smile to him, her tail wrapping about her dainty ebony paws, she watches him with an expectant expression. Speaking once more, the female uses only polite etiquette and a noble air about her, proper words pouring from those coal lips, "My name is Kiyomi, I am new to this place, having escaped abusing paws and bruising jaws. Forgive my jumpy nature, please."

It was hard for her to admit where she had come from, harder still to tell him she knew nothing of this place or the wolves here - without actually saying so. Studying him, the dark girl simply takes him all in, including the pack that hangs all over his pelt. He seemed nice enough, if he wished to hurt her somehow he would have already. Of course, her father had always been nice before he struck, as had her mother and siblings. If she had been as they were, she would have been fine. Unfortunately, she was proof her mother was unfaithful, a blemish on their perfect bloodline. Unwanted, cast away until they were made frustrated or perceive disrespect. He couldn't be like that, he didn't seem the type, but many wear masks to get close, and always someone turned on her, but this was a different place, this was a better place. She could feel it.