RIPTIDE / p, Guru

[Guru]

Unlike Lunafreya, nightmares did not haunt her. Reality did. Guru tried to focus on the reality, not the fake illusion of something scarier, because that would never effect her. Only the world would. Unless the dream world started walking out of their hidey holes, then she would keep to herself and concern herself with other things. Yet, the idea had always been intriguing. Thinking about what could be... or what would be... Now that was better. It brought a smile to her lips occasionally when she thought of what could be her future. Even if it was a rather horrid one, really. Nevertheless, she still found herself wandering aimlessly like always, only to find her gaze upon a new figure within her gaze.

This one had a scent she did not recognize. Guru slowly unsheathed her claws from her sockets as a form of attack if there was to be any hostility, but strutted over like this female was nothing to her. "Quite the morning, isn't it?" she purred as she walked up. Her head was high and a smirk donned her muzzle.