PHIGΔLΣIΔ ΔGLΩS

Chosen Heir: Harpalos
Leading since— 2023-01-31 | Retired on—2023-07-10

IV.—Aloof Leader
It seems you stumble upon a quite fluffy cream colored wolf on your path where ever you might be going you have a been stopped. They wear a very muddy dark cloak with a gold adornment, this along with their earring which reflected a green and teal in the sunlight overhead. Their legs in brown wraps and many dark painted markings, not of anything they were born with but tribal symbols.
They had a large patch of overhanging fur coving their left eye (edgy right?) and an abnormally long snout. You held your guard despite their aura of innocence(?), their eagerness to fight you seemed low. You could get out without a scratch now but you are intrigued by her sweet and smokey smell. Her eyes were gentle with a rosy color the sun lit a pale pink like her skin.
You spoke:
[❤ Alone] "Are you alone?" You cocked your head, you held the ground below as the she-wolf set her gaze ablaze.
"I'm not' alon', ther' are other in thes' wood and meadow," with that she darted away. You stood there in perhaps relief or annoyance as you were trying to make small talk for whatever reason.
[❀ Enthuse] You narrowed your eyes, perhaps you caught her on a bad day but there was no telling with the sun right in your eyes. She swiftly jumped to a rock holding the higher ground, you backed away unsure but you still held your tail higher than you want to.
"What a pretty day out here?" your tone more a question. "Perhaps," she replied. Sweetly but short and quick. "There are so many more flowers out her even under the cold mist and rains I see them," She turned partially away her eye still on you but the guard had been slightly lowered. "Do you like flowers?" you asked. She nodded, "My nam' is Phigaleia, I wish sometimes I was born with thes' flowers."
"All do respect but I do not know much of plants for I am no herbalist but I admire your respect for the winds and forest of any condition," She nodded again at your response perhaps she likes you a bit more.
"Till then we meit' agin," before you could even introduce yourself she was off into the meadows.
[➶-͙˚ ༘✶ Tension] You wished to cross but her eyes were unyielding as her fluffy body. She didn't seem as of abnormal size to her whole body but just snout. Her fur was more a of a show and than contribution to her fight. You let out a soft grow, but she stood high without a whimper. You both stood there for what felt like forever before you heard more voice approaching, "Leader Phigaleia!" you turned and ran before you had to deal with the coming packmate(s). You weren't in a fighting mood anyway.
[➼ Rush] You darted to the she-wolf's left with unexpected speed. Such as shock? Maybe... spread across her face as she flung over to your left as you attempted to not slide right into a rocky ditch. Though your pursue her in chase it seems what you thought was a fight was a silly game to her she looked as if she much liked your chase which went on for about half an hour before you both ran out of breath. Without another word she made way for the hills beyond you territory or that which was neutral.