09-21-2011, 02:04 PM
Kota watched the female walk slowly to the door and open it and for a moment his eyed followed her tail; it has been to long since he has seen a female. He hasn't had any experience with females or males for that matter for he had set out on his journey as soon as he had been old enough to do so. The male wanders over to her with mild interest at following the sable female "either way is fine, for if one walks in a circle, does one not end where one started?" he gives a smile in return and stepped out on the proch as well.
His golden orbs searching already for what he wants in making a den, true he could settle for the house or search for a cave but its also true that its satisfying in digging your own den with your own paws. The sence of pride you feel when entering for the first time when its finished or showing it off to a mate; he knew he couldn't feel that same pride in just sleeping in a cave or the house. So he steps down off the porch and smiles at the feeling of the ground under his feet again which felt natural.
Kota looks back at the sable female with a slightly tilted head as if wondering something; which he was indeed for he wandered if there were females here his own age or even males that he could become friends with. He had left his own friends behind for they did not wish to venture out away from home and he missed them greatly now that he had found this wonderous place "how many reside in crimson dreams pack?" he asks curiously of the female before him. While waiting on her answer he squats down and grabs a handfull of dirt just to stand up and let it slowly sift out his hand to take note of which way the dust from the dirt flew; currently northeast.
WC: 341
His golden orbs searching already for what he wants in making a den, true he could settle for the house or search for a cave but its also true that its satisfying in digging your own den with your own paws. The sence of pride you feel when entering for the first time when its finished or showing it off to a mate; he knew he couldn't feel that same pride in just sleeping in a cave or the house. So he steps down off the porch and smiles at the feeling of the ground under his feet again which felt natural.
Kota looks back at the sable female with a slightly tilted head as if wondering something; which he was indeed for he wandered if there were females here his own age or even males that he could become friends with. He had left his own friends behind for they did not wish to venture out away from home and he missed them greatly now that he had found this wonderous place "how many reside in crimson dreams pack?" he asks curiously of the female before him. While waiting on her answer he squats down and grabs a handfull of dirt just to stand up and let it slowly sift out his hand to take note of which way the dust from the dirt flew; currently northeast.
WC: 341