A frigid breeze ruffles her long tresses, it reminds her of the winter that has now settled in once again on the Lost Islands. She heaves a sigh, a puff of steam rolls from her opened maw. It amazes her how life has transformed her from the carefree spirit into a hard shell of her former self. Her ears instantly lace into her thick locks, as the silence is broke by a masculine call. Her delicate features contort until her eyes fall on a familiar face. Kasabian. She instantly spins away from the pool of water, leaving the water murky in her wake. She meets him within a few strides, she could not help but feel relief in his presence.
"Kasabian, I have lost my daughter, Zaida."
Her words fall from her mouth in a quick stream, her crystal blue eyes search his face for maybe some recognition. Maybe he had seen her in his travels, but knows that it is a false hope.
"I know you owe me nothing, but maybe you could offer me any information on where she is." She knows that their last conversation had not been on the best of terms, but maybe she could owe him a favor if he decides to help her.
Her eyes float of the tawny hide of Kasabian, there was something different, a change that she can not pin down. His masculine scent is mixed with that of the Lagoon, she can not help but wonder if he now lives there? Her ears flick atop her crown.
"How have you been?" She curiously prods the buckskin.
ooc: please forgive me for my crappy writing, i took too long of a break :(
perlino dun / alkhal-teke x arabian x morgan mutt / 14.3 hh / wanderer
