05-28-2011, 03:34 PM
Sleep eluded the man as he sat slumped against the old tree, as tired as he was his brain would not stop buzzing and switch off for even a few minutes. White eyes stared up at the sky but did not take in any of the details of it, he felt very lazy and at ease even though sleep would not come to him. A sigh escaped his huge body and long fingered hand rose to brush the hair back from his face and rub at the bags and wrinkles under his eyes, raising a child alone was a hard job and he often worried she wasn't getting an even upbringing or feel that mothers were unimportant in a child's life.
His ears perked as a pain filled how reached the radar like audits, tiredness receded almost immediately and he clambered to his feet with the help of a branch. Dawdle he did not on his way towards whoever it was that had called and a second child like howl only made him move faster. His height was now a hindrance as he was forever getting caught upon vines or high branches, his gangly legs catching on roots and creepers. Cursing loudly in spanish to himself he pushed ill tempered through the underbrush, suddenly he could smell blood and came upon three females all of whom he knew.
He dropped to his knees besides the pair on the ground, Ayasha was curled protectively around Shiloh while Ralla stood by them. Questions flew from his mouth and only after he had asked several in quick succession did he realise he'd been speaking in Spanish and repeated himself in english,
"Mademoiselle Ayasha, Shiloh, Ralla! What happened to you? Who did this to you?" Anger tinted his voice, only Shiloh appeared to be hurt and he could smell the scent of a strange male about her, along with an unmistakable smell of male lust. Growl left his maw and lips lifted up slightly to reveal the tip of sharp canines, it was not hard to piece together what had happened.
His ears perked as a pain filled how reached the radar like audits, tiredness receded almost immediately and he clambered to his feet with the help of a branch. Dawdle he did not on his way towards whoever it was that had called and a second child like howl only made him move faster. His height was now a hindrance as he was forever getting caught upon vines or high branches, his gangly legs catching on roots and creepers. Cursing loudly in spanish to himself he pushed ill tempered through the underbrush, suddenly he could smell blood and came upon three females all of whom he knew.
He dropped to his knees besides the pair on the ground, Ayasha was curled protectively around Shiloh while Ralla stood by them. Questions flew from his mouth and only after he had asked several in quick succession did he realise he'd been speaking in Spanish and repeated himself in english,
"Mademoiselle Ayasha, Shiloh, Ralla! What happened to you? Who did this to you?" Anger tinted his voice, only Shiloh appeared to be hurt and he could smell the scent of a strange male about her, along with an unmistakable smell of male lust. Growl left his maw and lips lifted up slightly to reveal the tip of sharp canines, it was not hard to piece together what had happened.