[PRP] Enchante x Sharmila

[Tara de Draiocht]

Players Involved:
Taras Teepee
Thamins Teepee

 

[Tara de Draiocht]

Thamin

Sharmila wanders about grazing.

Tara de Draiocht

Enchante stared boredly off into the distance listening to her wolf companion sleep in the shadow her body provided. "Moocher," She raised her eyebrow in amusement at the answering snore of her beta before turning towards the sound of another eating grass? maybe it was hard to tell from this angle. Her red eyes narrowed at the possible threat. A green wolf tailed stranger was in her presence.

Thamin

Sharmila had not noticed the presence of another, too lost in her own mind she had been, but in the absence of ambient sounds that were customary in the forest it was blatantly obvious that Sharmila was not alone as the voice of another mare came to her attention. Quickly she raised her head and gazed about for the other being. Her gaze fell upon a mare, though from the sounds there seemed to be another about as well. She watched carefully, ever cautious upon first encounter, but did nothing more.

Tara de Draiocht

Enchante kept her gaze steady not once backing down from the other mares gaze. No siree would she submit and she felt her tail go up just a little bit in case she had to show authority. "What are you from?" The question wasn't harsh but curious and Enchante would have moved closer if it wasn't for the snort as well as kick she received from Lykaios. She nudged her familiar while still keeping eyes on the other female.

Thamin

Sharmila's uncertainty as to the mare's intentions left her in a bit of a mental war with herself. On one end the mare was speaking to her, and seemed to be caring for something at her hooves.... On the other the mare had fangs and other than initiating conversation showed no signs that she was not going to attack. Silence, as usual, was Sharmila's only response as she stretched her neck out and scented the breeze, her nostrils flaring with every deep breath that she took.

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Enchante frowned even more at the lack of response she got and stared blankly at the other female. A look her wolf companion thought was borderline creepy. Now she didn't care if she woke up Lykaios Enchante gracefully detangled herself and moved closer. "Do you not know your own pack?" A sound below made Enchante look down, eyes only no neck baring here, she spotted the hooves. "Oh, a hoofer. This is my territory I'm the alpha now." Her eyes seemed to flare red thanks to the stray bit of sunshine.

Thamin

Sharmila frowned as the mare moved closer, still offering no indication of a lack of quarrel. Sharmila widened her stance, furrowed her brow, and tilted her head downward to bare her antlers, a defensive measure in case the mare wished for a fight. Sharmila wasn't one to pick a fight, but due to her mothers predicament Sharmila had taken up the roll of the protector. Though he was not offensive, she was a defender and stander of her ground - it always allowed her mother the ample time to escape to a safe distance. "Pack, territory, alpha.... I do not know these words." Sharmila finally spoke.

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Enchante's face started to form a snarl at the lack of submission and aggressive stance of the other. Only to blink when the females word caused her pause. How could the other not know when she is part wolf. Enchante looked at the tail of the female and then back into her eyes. Maybe.. she was something else, so she took a deep breath scenting the air. "Hmm." There was a strong smell of deer and a little bit of wolf, it was a muddled scent. A wolf with a deer? To each their own she supposed.

It was at that time her beta woke with a stretch and slinked closer, " Wolf language it means we claim this area as our own. Family is family and alpha-" Lykaios puffed out her little chest, "-means we are leader-" Lyka received a cuff in the head and she whined. "-ow! I mean Enchante is leader and in charge of our pack. Do you have family near?" Wouldn't hurt to assess the surroundings in case of takeovers.