a message to those who wander | joining

[EVANGELINE S.]

There's a curious expression on Evangeline's face as a lone figure emerges from the distance. While she's seen her fair share of unusual creatures, she doesn't think she's seen anything quite like the stranger before her. With her unusual coloration and thick fur, she reminds Evangeline of a ki'iro, but ki'iro do not grow horns, nor do they speak in a language that she can understand—

She startles at that. The stranger speaks with a foreign tongue, but somewhere between her ears and her brain, they morph into something that she can comprehend, and it's odd and unusual and it's never happened before. "I am—" She stutters to a halt, looking even more confused, as her tongue shapes words that they have never shaped before. This is not her language, and yet her body claims otherwise, untangling the words and reforming them into something that she can grasp.

"I—I'm sorry," she answers quickly, realizing that she must have been staring, and it would be incredibly rude to continue doing so. She gives her head a shake and decides to accept the fact that she can somehow understand and speak a language she has never known. Nevermind the insanity of it all; she is lost and somehow bleeding, she should focus on more pressing matters first. "It's just... I didn't think I would encounter anyone I would understand? I'm sorry, I should not be wasting your time. I..."

She looks down at her injured limb, wrapped in open wounds from the back of her paw to just below her shoulder, red marks spiraling around its length as if it had been caught and wounded by a rope. A very sharp rope, perhaps. "Yes, I'm afraid I don't know where I am. I was on a vessel and then I was not? I woke up with this," she motions to the leg with her muzzle, "and I don't think I should be bleeding like this. I—sorry, you asked my name, right? I'm Evangeline Saray of the Schaefer Vo'adna. I... I don't know what's going on."

Her eyes warm, and she quickly dashes her paw across them out of fear that she may have started bleeding there too—but instead she finds only dampness, uncolored. "My eyes are leaking water..." Evangeline turns towards the stranger again, looking shell-shocked, and when she speaks again, her voice begins to tremble violently. "I don't know what's going on," she repeats, before letting out a soft sob.