Roxy

Padding down the aisle of the main street Down Town, her perked snowy gold audits bounced with her smooth stride. Silky coat slid along her toned bodice. Sweet babyish brown orabs filled with curiosity and tenderness. Roxy's young face could fool you. She was fairly mature, and fully grown for the tender age of two. Abandoned when she was young she wandered the streets. Though she still had a soft spot for people. Orabs studied the busy side walks, liftiing her nose to take in a whiff, she stopped. Curling her tail around by her front paws she sat contently watching the people pass by.

MYTH

It was a beautiful day, no doubt. The sun was out, there was a warm breeze, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Even if there had been a cloud, it could only have been one of those poofy pure white ones. Myth loved days like this, they were just so perfect. You could have a nice game of frisbee or follow your owner about as they worked outside. In Myth's case, she'de be following around a human and horse, for Ashlin was always riding. Well, almost always.

Taking a deep breath of fresh air, the Border collie trotted along the sidewalk by the buildings, alert for any passing humans. She half expected someone to sneak up on her, but luckily there weren't too many humans walking on this particular side of the street. Her steel gray eyes searched the ground ahead of her as she took long, graceful steps. Her claws clicked lightly against the cement, until the sound completely stopped as her movements died down. There was another canine just up ahead. Tilting her head a bit, she started toward this unknown female, her tail wagging with easy slow motions. "Hello?" she barked, taking a seat on her haunches a few feet away, though at the side of the pavement. No need for humans squawking at her for being in their way.

Roxy

Audits lifted slightly higher than before. The smell of coffee waffered by, making her nares flare. But making them flare more was the scent of another canine. Brow raised quissically, but the femmora looked kind and had a steady voice. "Hello. How are you?" She said with a soft grin and a friendly expression.

MYTH

Myth kept her head slightly tilted as she watched the other female. Suddenly she straightened as the scent of ham and eggs reached her sensitive nostrils, which was evidently streaming from the nearby cafe as humans walked in and out of the opened glass door. Ah, days like this made her happy, though she had only recently gotten used to this town. Then she turned back to Roxy and gave her own smile. "I am fine. Name's Myth. Who're you?" she replied, wagging her tail slowly behind her as she sat there.

Roxy

Turned her crown to try and figure out what resturant the scent was coming from, her audits swiveled as well. One thing at a time....! Food later. Friends first. Roxy nodded her head. "Roxy. You live 'round here?" The sunny hued fem asked with intrest.

MYTH

The corners of Myth's mouth curled up in a smile as she watched this fae rather curiously. To tell the truth, her mind was partly on the scent of food as well. She had noticed it was coming from the cafe just a few doors down. She suddenly wished she could go in there and check it out, but not only would it be rude at such a time as this, but the humans probably wouldn't approve of it very much. Ashlin had no doubt taught her the value of being allowed in a house. Not that it was a house...
Shaking her head a bit, she cleared her thoughts of the food and looked back to the fae before her. "Actually I do. My owner doesn't live far from here, but I spend most of my time at the corral. Ever heard of it?" she asked, tilting her head again.

Roxy

Scents could be decieving? Roxy wished. She'd lived out of dumps for quite a while. Her taste buds had aquired 'human' food to their list and it was hard to refuse the yummy smells. Oh boy. Focus! "I think so...Horses are there, right?" Roxy shook her thinker. Trying to refocus.