Doha carefully took in what Winifred was saying- still trying to make sense of what was going on.. and trying to ignore the pun involving shrubs and foliage.

"I'm quite sure you'd be good at names- by the sound of your humor." she grinned- but her grin drooped as she saw the wolf coming forward.. and plopping to the ground. Quite the prowess... she couldn't help but think it.

"So, lets hear it. I'm assuming you have questions and I'm all ears." Winifred finished.

"I'm Doha Reem." what could she ask? There was so much to ask and so little trickling from her lips, "well atleast I think I am.. What am I- what are we?" she sighed and sauntered over to the wolf and plopped down next to him- surprised by her own actions. She felt totally safe next to the animal that was feared by most (if not all) folk. "And whats your name? Quite the beau you are." she carefully slipped her hand into his mane and petted him gently- but only briefly. After all he was a stranger. "We can talk with them.. why? How?" she felt confused- confused couldn't cover what she felt but it was the closest feeling there was.

A church? For Limi? Well she does make awesome sigs :D

Heres me!

Pewpewpew! -Fingershoots everyone- Pewpewpew!... Pew.

Before she really had a chance to think of what the intruder had said, she spouted out, "If you don't mind I was venting my anger for the wind to hear!". But then what the woman- Winifred? What she had said fully hit her.

"Wh.." she paused, sitting up slowly, staring at the woman's golden, gleaming eyes. "The wolf!" she perked up as she said it "The wolf that I talked to- it was righ- so I'm not totally blasting mad!" she already knew she must seem mad to this lady.

She got up and began dusting off from her black leather boots, up the snug brown trousers to her creamy salmon pink colored loose blouse- which she had tucked in. She was dressed very much like a man (aside from the salmon pink), perfect for travel and very much comfortable. She took the crown of flowers off her head and dropped them into the grass carefully, and proceeded to stick out her hand with unsure eyes and boyish grin gracing her lips.

"Well, Winifred. It's a.. pleasure and a relief to meet you."

Woof. :3

Weee; I can't wait to RP!

Animals- only a few letters short to cannibals! ;D

I thought you guys would eat me! ;D Or, y'know, parts of me so I could still be somewhat useful as the local handicap who babysits and amuses children.

But chili and tequila- these are two of my favorite things. Bring it on!!

Hey everyone. :3

Doha yawned as she lazily weaved a crown of wild flowers. She had traveled miles away from Fal Dara into the leafy forest for this?

"Perhaps I truly am mad." she muttered as she reminisced of a time before, when she had met a wolf in this very forest. The wolf had promised her guidance. "Whatever guidance could be offered for a mad woman? I may as well fancy about marrying princes and wearing dresses with bonnets, and lace!" she exclaimed. Doha hated lace. She was feminine in certain ways, such as weaving flowers and dancing, but her other personal traits were those of the armed men in Shienar.

"She even called me 'Dancer' or something. Of course I would hallucinate of being called 'Dancer'! Why not prancer, or smasher!" she threw down the crown, and flinched as some of the flowers tore. "I'm sorry, little ones." she hated hurting beautiful things as much as she hated wearing lace. She took the crown and adjusted some of the the flowers, and put the arrangement on her head.

However could she go home now that she had said her goodbye's to her family and friends? She frowned. "I could actually travel I suppose, with the little coin I have.."

And that's when the heard it, a twig cracking as a foot stepped upon it. Doha sprawled, reaching for her bow and arrows. She should have kept them closer!

"Peace!" she exclaimed as the breath was knocked out of her. There was a shadow above her. So this was it, doomed to die at the hands of a stranger.

She looked up and gasped.

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