~ Wandering Souls ~ Stranger/joiner/intruder? ~

[Mistrim]

Mistrim’s ears twitched slightly, the cold wind biting at them was becoming annoying. The prospect of a warm place was inviting and despite any sort of warning to follow around strangers, those warnings were nearly easily replaced. She was quiet for a moment after Rin’s question, the thought of a safe place occupying her mind for a few more moments.

With a shiver, Mistrim had recognized the cold and processed the question aimed her way. What was the answer to that question? Did she know her name? ”My name?... Ah, there it was. ”My name is Mistrim...” Atleast...she thought that was her name. It’s hard to tell with her memories so scrambled. Mistrim can only hope that they don’t pay to much to her hesitation.

Her attention was once again drawn to Lemy, and if she was any less naive, Mistrim might have been able to tell he was messing with her. Alas she was not.

Pawing at her scarf, the fox buried her snout into the fabric, an instinctive reaction towards the only thing she was protective over being pointed out. ”I don’t think I’ve ever had tea...or honey...” Her voice was muffled and she seemed...ashamed? Or maybe saddened. It was hard to tell considering her eyes were the only things showing. (or maybe not, since her eyes seem to give away all her emotions.)

The longer she was around the two strangers without an immediate threat, the more she seemed to be less skittish around them. Granted, she was still quiet and seemed to feel much better while making herself seem small.