Singing the song that's inside us all.

Had the girl grown up a loner, she most likely would have been more prepared for such situations. She definitely wouldn't be so generous, and being kind would have been a bit more far-fetched than her usual friendly behavior. Still, strange or not, she grew up amongst a pack with a great family to watch over her, there were never such positions, or at least ones she had yet encountered. Attila is just as surprised by her own reaction as the murky female, leaving her head hanging with confusion and shock, even when the other wolfess spoke with understanding. Attila silently agrees with a small nod of reassurance.

It was the male's choking laughter that caught her off guard. The skin beneath her fur leaps, and she nearly loses her footing while wide ember jewels look up at him. It took her a moment to register exactly what it was that's happening, but still she glances at the other female with query. Though she did catch the surprise in his own eyes, as it had been unexpected for him also. A nervous chuckle wisps from her maw, almost like it were a sigh of some sort, but not from relief. Burning ember pools meet his gaze once his humor vanishes, and her eyes fall soft while a small smile appears on her maw. She now found comfort in his company, so much that her cheeks flush a bright burning sanguine before she can look away coyly.
Her posture relaxes a bit as her gaze focuses on the ground, ears twitching as she listens.

After just meeting the male, Attila could already tell that whatever comes from his muzzle will be more than just a surprise. In fact, she can see the tension in his muscles, and she knows that it's because of him being in the presence of two females. So, whatever blurts from his mouth, she expected to be quite humorous, therefore she could not be wrong considering the following words he speaks. Her petite frame falls to the muck covered floor, her paws moving over her face as she stifles a laugh. 'Oh boy, you've done it now.' she thinks to herself, still trying not to combust with laughter. She expected a quick scold, a nip to his bottom from the female; or even a scornful look. Instead, the girl laughs and agrees. Attila peeks up to see the brute had moved a little closer to her side, and she lifts her body with ease. Sensing a realization from him, and she returns a soft smile. She wasn't sure what for, though.

"I honestly have nothing better to do," she agrees. Although, she truthfully just wanted out of the gloomy area. The two could lead her to wherever they chose, as long as the swamp muck and thick fog stays put here. She could have just left the two alone, but instead she felt the need to linger quietly; which is the most odd for Attila.
The silence went as far as leaving her own name out of the equation. Whether she felt comfortable with the two or not, she didn't feel the need to announce herself so much. She didn't think that they would care anyway, since she was only there to ghost them quietly. Her behavior had quickly turned tables, and little did she know that she wasn't quite being herself.

[OOC: sorry for the sudden change! Deciding on which person I write better with :) ]

If we don't open our eyes we're walking blind.

Attila
four // female // spirane // heart // soul