03-03-2011, 08:54 AM
FGEGHTH fail post
WC: 327 3 points
Another question was asked of him and he was happy that she was asking more questions instead of being angry about his answers, which were something he couldn't help if they were questions about himself and his life so far. She turned her body away from him and recognized that she wasn't really interested in the answer but was asking more for the sake of having something to do and say. His eyes fell to the bracelet she tinkered with and guessed from the way she fingered it reverently that it was gifted to her by someone important. His Moma had often done the same with a skull she had, it was the only time they had ever been truly safe from her anger when she was stroking the bleached white bone with great respect. He never knew who it had belonged to and nor did he ever want to know.
He opened his mouth to reply to her question "Cain is Moma's brother." He did not elaborate any more than that because she did not ask for more than that. He had worked out that the skinny chocolate jack-dog who had rescued him was not his daddy as originally thought but his uncle, when Kaena had explained certain words to him he had finally understood the snarled conversation Cain had had with his sister regarding the one half dead pup that remained of her litter.
Makhesthai finally worked up the courage to ask the question that he had failed to earlier, making sure to keep his stance lowered so as not to seem as though he was demanding an answer from her, she could decline to answer if she wished.
"Your blade is very pretty, did you get it as a present? If he could direct attention onto herself rather than why he was here then maybe the older female would be more agreeable and less angry although he suspected that this was a base part of her personality.
WC: 327 3 points
Another question was asked of him and he was happy that she was asking more questions instead of being angry about his answers, which were something he couldn't help if they were questions about himself and his life so far. She turned her body away from him and recognized that she wasn't really interested in the answer but was asking more for the sake of having something to do and say. His eyes fell to the bracelet she tinkered with and guessed from the way she fingered it reverently that it was gifted to her by someone important. His Moma had often done the same with a skull she had, it was the only time they had ever been truly safe from her anger when she was stroking the bleached white bone with great respect. He never knew who it had belonged to and nor did he ever want to know.
He opened his mouth to reply to her question "Cain is Moma's brother." He did not elaborate any more than that because she did not ask for more than that. He had worked out that the skinny chocolate jack-dog who had rescued him was not his daddy as originally thought but his uncle, when Kaena had explained certain words to him he had finally understood the snarled conversation Cain had had with his sister regarding the one half dead pup that remained of her litter.
Makhesthai finally worked up the courage to ask the question that he had failed to earlier, making sure to keep his stance lowered so as not to seem as though he was demanding an answer from her, she could decline to answer if she wished.
"Your blade is very pretty, did you get it as a present? If he could direct attention onto herself rather than why he was here then maybe the older female would be more agreeable and less angry although he suspected that this was a base part of her personality.