A Lone Wanderer....

[Amsy]

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Oyirw-Ewzjang loved the stormy weather, especially the lightning that crackled through the sky. It was like streaks of glowing fire criss-crossing the clouds, and it gave him a tingling sensation deep inside to see that raw power. He didn't mind getting soaked by the rain, as long as he could see that display of sheer force above him.

This night was no different than many of Oyirw's other expeditions. He was walking along a dusty trail through the wilderness, one he had found purely by chance and now visited often. He had to admit that it was almost a relief from the firey place he dwelled in.

He had never seen another living creature on his walks, and he didn't mind that so much. He was content to simply wander, accompanied only by his thoughts.

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[Sith Lord FP]

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Without much entuiasum or emotion she lifted her head to listem the thunder and lightening storm. It was a marvolous thing to listen to, and though she did feel a bit anxious with all the lightening. Not being able to see where it struck frightened her a bit, but she had gotten used to her total blindness. She knew if she payed attention she would be fine. Light like veins strikes the earth, only seconds later with a defining crash. She could feel the earth tremble a bit. That was a very close strike.

She had been laying down, but now it was time to move, or try to move away from the lightening, since from what she heard it was staying in a particular area.

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[Amsy]

Oyirw had been walking for several more minutes before he saw the gray female. Frowning, he crept silently closer, his ears slicked back against his neck, driven by both curiosity and irritation. Another wulf in his territory always made him nervous, even though it happened very rarely. She looked injured, and not much of a threat from where he was, so he allowed himself to notice that she was really very beautiful.

At that moment, he lost concentration, and his paw landed squarely on a thin twig that had fallen in the storm, snapping it in two. Letting out the breath he had been holding in surprise, he quickly crouched down so the femme couldn't see him. He had not yet noticed her blindness.

[Sith Lord FP]

She had smelt the wolf approaching and for a moment was unsure as what to do. She smelt smoke on him under the layer of wet from the storm...assuming he was one of the more...firey subspecies. She backs up a bit, he was very quiet but she could smell him, the twig broke and she knew approximately where he was, turning to look though her eyes would do her no good she called out...

"I hope I'm not intruding..." the ember and wildfire subspecies tended to be alot more agressive then the others. One wrong move and she could be done for. Her ears were erect, trying to catch any sound. when in danger her best bet was to use her hearing...her tail swished this way and that.

[Amsy]

His legs trembling with an unknown feeling, Oyirw rose from his hiding place. So she had seen him. Or noticed him somehow, for he realized upon inspecting her more closely that her opaque eyes seemed to be staring at a point slightly over his left shoulder. So she was blind!

Relieved, Oyirw relaxed a bit. She had to trust her hearing and smell, so, if she attacked him, he could take care of her easily. No, the real thing he was wondering about was who she was, and why on earth she had wandered into his territory when his scent was clearly marked. "Who are you?" he asked, simply, in response to her concern, his voice coming out a bit harsher than he had originally intended. It did that sometimes.

[Sith Lord FP]

She heard the wrustling of his body as he stood up. He had obviously been crouching...to attack? She backed up a step or two and surprised herself a little when her back paw landed in a puddle. She quickly lifted it then placed it back down within the water after the incial suprize wore off.

She had certainly smelt the markings, but her sence of smell being the best thing on her, could also be the reason why she might get attacked if shes not a little more careful. Seeing as her ability to smell was inhanced to compinsate for her eyes, alot of smells were particular strong...so it was often hard to tell at first smell unless she really wanted to study, which she probably should have, if the marking was old or new....it was obviously new and it looked as if she might possibly pay for her blunder. She didn't know how this wolf was reacting to her presence being unable to see. The harsh tone of his voice made her drop her stance a bit and tuck her tail inbetween her legs submissivly.

"I'm known as Fyane...I'm sorry I didnt realize that this territory still held wulves..." she backed up a bit. She hoped that the Ember or wildfire male, whichever he was, didnt mistake her for one of the rival wulf subspecies...as she was truely none of them...Becuase it could turn disasterous if he thought her a earth or water or something...

[Amsy]

Oyirw shook his head, placid for the moment. "Please," he said. "I do not intend to harm you." Yet, his mind added. If the femme was a skilled-enough fighter, it would be much more dangerous to approach her than he thought.

"Fyane," he repeated, bowing his head slightly. "I am Oyirw-Ewzjang. It is a pleasure to meet you. What brings you to these parts?" He watched her carefully, looking for any false move. He was wary by nature, and that wariness had often come in handy.