~ Wandering Souls ~ Stranger/joiner/intruder? ~

[Warringkingdoms]

  [font=trebuchet ms]Mistrim was an interesting name. Rin had heard a variety of names throughout her lifetime, ranging from the aesthetically-pleasing, to the dramatic, to the just-plain-weird, but Mistrim was a fitting moniker, she thought. "I'm Rin," she replied simply. The stranger was noticeably hesitant, but there were plenty of possible explanations for that. Certainly, she seemed shy, which would explain a lot on its own.

  Tea and honey would probably be a good idea in this weather. The thought reminded Rin briefly of Goldenluxury- she ought to pay the Pitt a visit at some point, if she could find a good opportunity to do so. The sudden pat on her back made her jump slightly, but she calmed upon realizing it was Lemy. "Yes," she answered, with a small nod, "I probably have some chamomile left for tea, if you'd like."

  As he went on, she nodded in reply to the houses- noting with mild amusement that he had apparently taken to heart her comment about the doors. In response to the "sacrificial volcano" jest, though, she rolled her eyes. "You're thinking of the Typhoon," Rin replied dryly, furrowing her brows. "Yes, we'll take her to the houses."

  Turning towards the town, she looked over her shoulder and flicked her tail. "Follow me." With that, she started walking, initially at a slow pace to allow Mistrim to keep up. If she was able to keep up, they could pick up the pace.