Aal tilts her head, perks up instantly, and softly scents the air with a pleased grin. "Tay Tay!" She exclaims a wee bit excitedly and wiggles a little puppy-like in greeting. "OOh nice plaid, ya fit right in back in StoryBrooke in that." She informs her with a little wry chuckle as she fixes the collar of her own green but lighter material one.
Sometimes shifters had some similar quirks etc to their other form or forms. Canines didn't always do so well in exterme heat after all. "Ahem, aye they do..remind me to show ya a snowy day when it's milder." She murmurs warmly. Oh she was so gonna get some knitted things and such if the lass gave her half a chance. Or perhaps she could help her find something more her style but for other weather and climes.
"Aye," She murmrus warmly and then her eyebrows and ears went up, "What..happened if I dare ask?" Her eyes widen. Oh she knew that name from Stories and legends true enough. A Trickster, like Raven and Loki though the former seemed the more earthy of the lot from her stuides and things she'd seen of the latter(s). "Always mind yer words round some aye." She murmurs softly and looks but symthacy and guilty. "More than handful might take em literally.Or..worse." She adds quickly. A nervy worried look in her eyes.
Right looked like she had to do some more 101 things from some..Just like the old days. She was just sorry she hadn't thought of it sooner. But then she didn't want to dive nose-first into folks' business and chase them off etc either. Her fur went up along her spine as it appeared. Right then, Mama Wolf mode activated missy. She nods firmly and sniffs the air taking a slow step toward the lass her fingers/arms twitching to offer a hug or least some form of comfort. "Are ya hurt?" She asks softly. Her hand slightly raised.
Still trying to place the scent on the flannel. Her brow furling, it seemed slightly familiar like she'd ran into it in passing recently. Which was very likely.
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Sometimes shifters had some similar quirks etc to their other form or forms. Canines didn't always do so well in exterme heat after all. "Ahem, aye they do..remind me to show ya a snowy day when it's milder." She murmurs warmly. Oh she was so gonna get some knitted things and such if the lass gave her half a chance. Or perhaps she could help her find something more her style but for other weather and climes.
"Aye," She murmrus warmly and then her eyebrows and ears went up, "What..happened if I dare ask?" Her eyes widen. Oh she knew that name from Stories and legends true enough. A Trickster, like Raven and Loki though the former seemed the more earthy of the lot from her stuides and things she'd seen of the latter(s). "Always mind yer words round some aye." She murmurs softly and looks but symthacy and guilty. "More than handful might take em literally.Or..worse." She adds quickly. A nervy worried look in her eyes.
Right looked like she had to do some more 101 things from some..Just like the old days. She was just sorry she hadn't thought of it sooner. But then she didn't want to dive nose-first into folks' business and chase them off etc either. Her fur went up along her spine as it appeared. Right then, Mama Wolf mode activated missy. She nods firmly and sniffs the air taking a slow step toward the lass her fingers/arms twitching to offer a hug or least some form of comfort. "Are ya hurt?" She asks softly. Her hand slightly raised.
Still trying to place the scent on the flannel. Her brow furling, it seemed slightly familiar like she'd ran into it in passing recently. Which was very likely.