08-25-2011, 10:05 PM
[html]OOC:Shorter, not by much though XD
WC:200+
It seemed as though he wouldn’t be able to get through to the young male that he meant no harm. The boy seemed scared stiff and unwilling to make the slightest noise or motion, except for the nod confirming that he indeed had met one of the Knights teenagers. It wasn’t unusual that the friendly giant might intimidate a young male. After all, Jazper in his Halfling form was a sight to behold: broad across the chest, muscular in the legs and very, very large for a wolf. It also might have been the sight of the large scars reaching all the way across the broad chest and curving under his belly. Whatever it was that had put off this new stranger Jazper felt a need to correct it.
“Which of my kids did you meet?” His voice was gentle, the kind of voice only a parent would have acquired. Not expecting a solid answer he also included his name, “I’m Jazper.” Perhaps the boy would find the words to give his own name so that the warrior could identify him. He could smell the predominant scent of a pack, which he had never taken the time to get to know as of yet, from his position on the grassy floor but the stranger was still too far away to catch any other smells.
WC:200+
It seemed as though he wouldn’t be able to get through to the young male that he meant no harm. The boy seemed scared stiff and unwilling to make the slightest noise or motion, except for the nod confirming that he indeed had met one of the Knights teenagers. It wasn’t unusual that the friendly giant might intimidate a young male. After all, Jazper in his Halfling form was a sight to behold: broad across the chest, muscular in the legs and very, very large for a wolf. It also might have been the sight of the large scars reaching all the way across the broad chest and curving under his belly. Whatever it was that had put off this new stranger Jazper felt a need to correct it.
“Which of my kids did you meet?” His voice was gentle, the kind of voice only a parent would have acquired. Not expecting a solid answer he also included his name, “I’m Jazper.” Perhaps the boy would find the words to give his own name so that the warrior could identify him. He could smell the predominant scent of a pack, which he had never taken the time to get to know as of yet, from his position on the grassy floor but the stranger was still too far away to catch any other smells.