The best way to describe the large beast Kris has come across is fluffy. Very fluffy, very big, and... a little... odd. The oversized wolf looked at her with bright red optics, his head resting neatly on his paws and his back legs sprawled out. The tip of his glossa was sticking out between a set of massive fangs, and he was staring at her like she was the most interesting thing in the world.
Go hiking. She thought. It is a beautiful day. She thought. It’ll be fun! She said.
Yeah well now she was face to face with something not quite.... normal. Nope. Not normal. The only familiarity she had was that it was a ‘wolf’. She pressed a fingernail into her thumb to make sure she was actually awake. Oh yeah. This is happening.
“I mean no harm... I did not mean to walk into any territory. I will just be on my way... please do not attack...” not like the ‘creature’ could understand her, but maybe it was a forest spirit of old and she had the chance of seeing it in her lifetime?
Kris kept her hands up in the air and open as she backed away, facing the entity. Must not run... although it isn’t showing any body language of aggression.... still, it was better to just give it a lot of space.
