07-02-2018, 01:01 PM
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The sound of approaching pawsteps draw Imperia's attention from her own thoughts to the amber ocean of prairie grasses. Sagacious steel-colored eyes notice how some blades of grass shiver and shake, as if someone were moving through them. The lovely young she-wolf assumes that a resident of this place approaches from that direction. As confident as she is in her assumption, Imperia cannot ignore the sudden build-up of pressure within her chest. The anxiety is irrational and overwhelming. Her heart thunders madly. She can't breathe. Her muscles tense as the unknown person gets closer and closer, preparing to run at a moment's notice, if need be. Thankfully there is no need for shameless fleeing into the sea of grasses today, for it is not some terrifying beast with intentions to rip her apart piece by piece, but a friendly, if not a bit dopey, golden retriever.
"Hi!! Hello!! Yes!! I live here!!"
A radiant smile immediately blossoms upon her monochromatic visage. Something about the stranger's simple joy warms her heart; soothes her. Peri has not interacted much with people since she escaped that horrible place, and what few interactions she has had were not friendly in the slightest. No matter how many wonderful the Ascendants sound from their outside reputation, it is quite difficult for Peri to abandon the paranoia she has developed. She wants to believe so badly that no one is inherently a bad person, but she has been proven wrong time and time again--something that reflects in her generalized fear of strangers. Although Caboose may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, he is exactly what Imperia needs to abandon her fears. "Bonjour," says the dainty wolf with a polite incline of her head. "I would like to stay here, if that is alright." Stay, as in join, but the girl is not entirely sure of how to go about asking. She used to live in a pack with her family but it is probably best that she is no longer there. It is safer here in a world with which she is unfamiliar than to have stayed with her family.
As she speaks, another creature arrives. This one, a short-legged feline with downcast eyes. Perhaps the she-cat is shy? Imperia smiles faintly. She might have greeted Gordon were she not interrupted by the arrival of a very eye-catching female. Beautiful, charming, a dangerous glimmer in her eye...Peri's left ear swivels backwards; a nervous tick. Confident people have always intimidated her. Not to say that she is afraid, exactly. It's just that seeing someone so radiant and self-assured only makes Imperia painfully aware of how she is the exact opposite. "E-enchanté," she stammers, a genuine, albeit a tad awkward, smile tugging at her lips. "It is wonderful to meet you--all of you." As stressful as it is to have this many strangers looking at her, a part of Imperia is bursting with excitement to have accomplished her goal. She made it. She is safe. Granted, the she-wolf might need to reconsider the latter statement later on. Especially now that yet another person arrives on the scene. Peri begins to grow more and more anxious, the overwhelming emotion forcing her to stand and shuffle backwards a few steps simply to release the pressure. She is still smiling, but her discomfort is as clear as day.
"Who are you?"
Peri blinks. Oh. Oh no. She realizes with horror that she has forgotten to introduce herself! While that may not be that big of a deal to some, Imperia lives and breathes rules and manners. She considers it incredibly rude for a visitor to not introduce themselves. "I apologize," laments the girl with a sheepish expression. "My name is Imperia Arceneau." Although she is a little awkward, there is no questioning how genuine she is. Every word, every expression, every movement just oozes that sort of naive wonder and goodness.
"Hi!! Hello!! Yes!! I live here!!"
A radiant smile immediately blossoms upon her monochromatic visage. Something about the stranger's simple joy warms her heart; soothes her. Peri has not interacted much with people since she escaped that horrible place, and what few interactions she has had were not friendly in the slightest. No matter how many wonderful the Ascendants sound from their outside reputation, it is quite difficult for Peri to abandon the paranoia she has developed. She wants to believe so badly that no one is inherently a bad person, but she has been proven wrong time and time again--something that reflects in her generalized fear of strangers. Although Caboose may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, he is exactly what Imperia needs to abandon her fears. "Bonjour," says the dainty wolf with a polite incline of her head. "I would like to stay here, if that is alright." Stay, as in join, but the girl is not entirely sure of how to go about asking. She used to live in a pack with her family but it is probably best that she is no longer there. It is safer here in a world with which she is unfamiliar than to have stayed with her family.
As she speaks, another creature arrives. This one, a short-legged feline with downcast eyes. Perhaps the she-cat is shy? Imperia smiles faintly. She might have greeted Gordon were she not interrupted by the arrival of a very eye-catching female. Beautiful, charming, a dangerous glimmer in her eye...Peri's left ear swivels backwards; a nervous tick. Confident people have always intimidated her. Not to say that she is afraid, exactly. It's just that seeing someone so radiant and self-assured only makes Imperia painfully aware of how she is the exact opposite. "E-enchanté," she stammers, a genuine, albeit a tad awkward, smile tugging at her lips. "It is wonderful to meet you--all of you." As stressful as it is to have this many strangers looking at her, a part of Imperia is bursting with excitement to have accomplished her goal. She made it. She is safe. Granted, the she-wolf might need to reconsider the latter statement later on. Especially now that yet another person arrives on the scene. Peri begins to grow more and more anxious, the overwhelming emotion forcing her to stand and shuffle backwards a few steps simply to release the pressure. She is still smiling, but her discomfort is as clear as day.
"Who are you?"
Peri blinks. Oh. Oh no. She realizes with horror that she has forgotten to introduce herself! While that may not be that big of a deal to some, Imperia lives and breathes rules and manners. She considers it incredibly rude for a visitor to not introduce themselves. "I apologize," laments the girl with a sheepish expression. "My name is Imperia Arceneau." Although she is a little awkward, there is no questioning how genuine she is. Every word, every expression, every movement just oozes that sort of naive wonder and goodness.