Just a relaxing time (Just for characters to get to know one another)

"Viesa. The pack's small right now, I have a feeling we'll meet again," she responded, giving a half-hearted smile. She was still intent on Atreill. What had she done that made her sliver away like a snake? Viesa felt pitiful yet mad at the same time.

(see what I did there lol)

Lycaon nodded and said. "Come sit with me. Why don't we chat?" He looked at Viesa and gave her puppy dog eyes thinking, please come sit with me. Trying to look cute or he hoped kind of cute. She wolves usually melted for that kind of thing and he really just wanted someone to talk to now.

Viesa shrugged and padded over towards him, sitting down at a comfortable distance. She simply stared forward, oddly comfortable with the silence. She wasn't the one for talking if she barely knew the wolf. Viesa saw plenty of movement in and through out the trees. Now that she thought about it, she had nice eyesight. She could see the dip of the meadow in the cracks of the heavy woods.

Lycaon stayed silent with her continuing to clean out his bowl. (Want to end this one for now since it's only us?)

(Yup. Just leave it though, so maybe somebody can walk right in.)

(Agreed)

Atreill watched in silence as the two sat there in silence, she felt depressed she had left them like that, but her heart knew it was the right thing to do, for she neede no destractions at the moment and would love to be on her own for a few moments of silence.

(Thought i would just put that in xD)

Viesa scanned the area after she gazed through the trees. She saw small parts of Atreill's glowing eyes through the bush beside her. She made an incomprehensible face - her eyebrows pointed forward like she was angry, but her mouth opened wide like she was confused. Viesa exhaled deeply then called out,

"Atreill! Why are you hiding?"

The black female thought she was invisable, but it appeared not. Her face contracted to show her inpatince towards the other female, but still she stayed where she was. Turning her head with a flick of her tain, she dissapeared once more. A look of concern playing on her lips, for a scent she knew and was too familiar to her likings were drifting on the wind towards her, dancing around trees, haunting her mind. She had never expected to smell them again, but it looked like she was wrong.

Exit Atreill for second time xD

Viesa snorted a bit impatiently. She was hurt, but she showed it with anger. She saw so easily that Atreill simply didn't want to be in her presence. She closed her eyes in frustration, holding herself back from making a snarky comment towards the hiding wolf.