The Meeting Between A Cat and A Dog

[Zadora]

Golden irises looked around the forest. Lush green leaves hung from the branches of the trees. The whtie tigress traveled down a worn down path. Twigs and rocks pushed to the side to allow her a more easy travel between where her pack resides and the area where she had planted a few seeds in late spring. As she had only planted some fruit and more vegetables in the wide open area that had a small stream as a water source for her to water the plants. Seeing that the trees soon started to thin out, she knew she was close to her little garden.

Zadora paused for a moment as her rounded ears twitched and swiveled at the top of her head, Listening to what was around her before she stepped into the small area. She gave a small smile at the sight of her little garden. Seeing the different colors of green that belonged to her plants. Slowly she started to inspect each plant. Starting her inspection at the line of viny leaves of her grapevine. Knowing that she won’t get any grapes from the plant until the next fall, she still checked to make sure it was still healthy.

Once her inspection on the grapevine was done she moved onto the two small apple trees. Yet another that probably won't give any fruits for the next few years. But she still had planted it. She turned to her vegetable plants. She could already see different peppers hanging. Peppers ranging from simple greens peppers to chiles and jalapenos. Looking over each pepper before determining that they needed a few more days to ripen. And near the peppers were two rounds of green leaves that belong to her potatoes.

She wasn't gonna pull the potatoes yet as she didn't bring anything big enough for her to carry all of them back in. Then a little distance away from the potatoes were different groups of long green stems that belong to her onion plants. She was happy that all of her plants were doing well and some will be soon ready to pick to bring back to her pack. And with the large amount of potatoes, Rafael would have a field day as each plant could come with a large cluster of potatoes. And he was a big potato eater. So she needed a lot of potatoes to feed the massive panther.

With everything looking good, maybe she should go for a hunt? Even though it wasn't her turn to go out and bring back some type of prey.. But since she was already out, it wouldn't hurt to take a walk and hopefully find some prey. If not she will just head back to the den and relax in the river or read up on the cooking book once more. She could try to cure some of the meat and store it away as back up. And maybe think of some items she needed for pickling some of the vegetables that she is growing.

[Jeanne Garou]

The swatting of branches with her claws, the creacking of leaves under her feet, the smell of wood. All feelings that felt both familiar yet new to the lupine humanoid skulking her way around the wilderness of the Hueco Mundo assaulted her senses with each passing breath. She wasn't sure how long she had been walking about, really she hardly seemed to be able to keep track of time anymore, every day being all too similar to the last for her to really distinguish between them, other than maybe getting some more food one day compared to the rest.

So the fact her nose caught a completely new and different scent today was cause enough to pique her curiosity. It was hard to describe, doubly so for a creature with relatively little grasp on any spoken language like this creature had, but unlike every other primal feeling she had experienced like hunger or drowsiness, or the somewhat nostalgic smell of the woods, this new scent was completely new. Unrecognizeable to her yet...somehow similar to her own smell.

The one thing she knew it's that it certainly didn't smell like a prey, else she might have actually taken some effort in trying to be stealthy instead of breaking into a run as she felt the scent grow stronger. Any sense of danger or self preservation was almost secondary to her now, as long as she at least got to know what exactly she was looking for. Unless they did anything to stop the wolf's pretty much tearing through the greenery, Jeanne would soon come to a sudden stop as she found what, or rather who the smell belonged to.

A tall, bipedal cat like creature stood in front of her, not quite animal but something more, something...very similar to Jeanne herself. The black furred beast eyed the white tigress curiously, head tilting slightly as she didn't seem quite sure how to react to this new sight in front of her. If anything, she seemed to be waiting for the other one to notice her and start from there. If they weren't hostile that would be a first for her, if they were...well the wolf could always improvise.

[Zadora]

A scent began to fill the air in the forest. First it was subtle but was growing. The new scent confused Zadora as it had smelt like her own but it was also different. The uncertainty that it caused her made her pause on her journey back to her pack's home. Not only did the scent confuse her but the area was so remote, she wasn't expecting another to be out this far except for her pack mates. And this scent did not belong to either Rafael or Lolth. Another Beast? Or was is something different.. No if it was something different it wouldnt have the scent similar to her own. It had to belong to another beast.

Her small muzzle twitched, taking a few deep breath. Allowing herself to scent the air to get a better understanding of the new scent but the scent was now closer. This caused her pupils to dilate, the pupil became enlarged. Nearly taking over her gold irises as she turned her head to peer behind her. Her long black and white striped tail lashing back and forth behind her as a warning. Her now nearly black glaze now focused on the black form of another beast just a few yards from where she stood. Not sure if this beast is friend or foe. But seeing as the other beast had not attack when her back was to them meant that this other beast was probably or possibly a friend.

“Who are you and what are you doing out this far in the forest?” She questioned. Taking in a few breaths, allowing herself to relax somewhat but remained on guard as she didn't know this other beast that was near her. Knowing Rafael and remembering how their first meeting was, she didn't want to be outright rude to the other beast.. Maybe she could allow herself to trust this beast like her own packmate had done when she first met him. Plus Rafael would have done the same if he was in her paws at the moment. He would have been kind but cautious with the beast.

[Jeanne Garou]

She wasn't so much startled as just surprised at hearing the tigress adress her in such an...unbeastly manner, words coming out of her feline muzzle with uncanny ease. Though that was only secondary to the fact that Jeanne herself both understood the mere concept of words, and what the cat had just asked to her. Feeling a small tingling of memory on the back of her mind she tilted her head a bit, still staring at the other beast with her pure yellow eyes wide open, her attention spread evenly between the beast in front of her and that gnawing rememberance on the back of her brain. The more she dwelled on it, the more she could make out a noise, something that had been bouncing in her mind ever since the first day she woke up. She wasn't sure exactly what it meant, but somehow she still knew what it was. With some difficulty she'd try to reproduce that sound there and then. After some failed attempts, she'd eventually manage to come out with something of her own that would answer the questions from creature in front of her.

"J-jeanne." She managed out in a coarse voice, her throat already hurting from the sudden strain of such complex sounds she was not used to. She rubbed her neck a bit, clearly looking uncomfortable with this new sensation. Yet she couldn't bring herself to stop, as something instinctual in the wolf's mind clearly tugged at her, reminding her constantly mere growls and snarls just wouldn't cut it this time. Unfortunately, the asnwer she would give out to her other question would most likely prove to be underwhelming.

"...unsure." She shook her head slightly. She herself didn't seem to have an answer as to the why she was here to begin with, not just on the spot she was standing on but just...why she was as she was. It wasn't something she liked to think about, so she simply didn't. Basic needs took enough attention away from her to worry about anything else. "Unsure...where here is." She added, finding it slightly easier to string words together the more she kept at it, almost as if she had done this before.

Wanting to get some answers of her own (and perhaps as a way to see how much further she could push this "talking" thing) she'd look back at the tigress and throw her first question back at her. "Who are you?"

[Zadora]

Zadora stood in silence as she waited for a response from the other beast. Seeing the other had tilted her head to the side while staring back at her. Maybe this beast was new and had to figure out how to talk. So she waited patiently for the other to figure it out. The longer the two had stood in silence, the more she could hear the other beast start to make small sounds. But not enough to be considered words. She knew she was figuring out how to form words. The small failed attempts seemed to help as she grew closer to forming words until she was finally able to.

Her rounded ear twitched at the coarse voice that the beast had. But she did manage to answer one of her questions. Seeing the beast raise her paw and rub her throat. “Nice to meet you Jeanne.” She spoke as she watched the other beast.

It had taken a moment for the beast to answer her next question but she waited patiently for her to answer. When the beast stated she was unsure of where she was made Zadora nodded her head slightly. Before she continued stated she didn’t know where here was. Like she didn’t know where exactly she was in general.

“This is the territory that my friends and I inhabit, I have a garden not far from here that I was checking on.” She explained. As it was true. This was the area that Rafael, Lolth and herself inhabited as it was more confined and hard to get to due to the mountain range. That nearly surrounded the area and it was hard to find the small pathway that led in and out from the mountains. Or if someone did, it was to make someone cautious as there were cliff faces on either side of the pathway.

She blinked when the other beast fired her first question directed to her. Asking who she was. “My name is Zadora.” She spoke, introducing herself.

[Jeanne Garou]

The wolf gave a nod of acknowledgment at the greeting, almost as if to respond "likewise". She wasn't entirely sure why, but even Jeanne felt that was probably the least she could do considering trying to form words was still at the very least annoying, at worse a bit painful. How this other creature could do it with such ease escaped her, but she still was nonetheless curious about her, hence why she was still even hanging around and not retreating into the forest once more.

Territory, friends, both concepts she more or less could subconsciously wrap her head around, ones she felt herself gravitating towards for whatever reason. That said thankfully it didn't seem like Zadora was particularly territorial, else she would have probably pounced on her a while ago instead of trying to communicate. Which was good, this place seemed ever so slightly more hospitable than the rest of the wilderness, so it's not like Jeanne was in any rush to leave back where she came from, at least for now. The mention of a garden did seem to get her attention even more however, ears visibly twitching as more mental conections seemed to be made between that word and others.

Garden. Plants. Fruits. Food. Perhaps staying around had more long term merit than she anticipated.

"Zadora..." She'd repeat after the tiger with a nod, more to herself than anything before she'd look back at the beast, a slightly inquisitive flash on the corner of her eyes as she asked, "Garden...with food?" Had she been ever so slightly more used to contact, she would have probably have thought twice about being so direct with her selfish thought pattern, but thankfully for her shame and tact were things that didn't have much of any meaning in her head.

[Zadora]

When the wolf spoke her name, she tilted her head to the side. Blinking as she stared at the canine female. Then she heard ‘Garden… with food?’ She offered the female a small smile on her muzzle and gave a brief nod of her head. “Yes. But some aren’t ready to be picked yet. Are you hungry Jeanne?” She asked

Pausing to think for a moment. Maybe Rafael had gone out for his hunt by now. It was his day and she had already told him where she was gonna be for the next few hours as she needed to tend and look over her garden. Make sure all was growing apparently and to remove all weeds that could have grown in the time she had last been there.

“If Rafael had already gone out and did his hunting like he is supposed to do, there will be food if you are hungry. You are welcome to join if you wish. I will not force you if you don’t want to come with” She said as she glanced to the direction her pack's den is hiding out. Staring for a moment before she turned her attention back to the female wolf.