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- Saxif Goldenfeather - 05-06-2011 (still new to this type of RP so sorry in advance if I suck lol) [html]
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She stood for a while enjoying the brisk breeze, that ruffled her long mane. Her thoughts a focused calm sea of self accomplishment. Then there was an odd smell in the air. Her nose began to wriggle as she was about to search for the source. Before she could though a loud noise erupted from behind her. She twisted quickly in fright. She had meant to go into a fierce protective stance but failed as one of her feet slipped and rose quite high, narrowly missing the pale thing behind her. With a yelp and splash she was in the shallow cold water. She growled in her throat a moment, not amused by being suddenly wet. She looked up at the wolf that had frightened her. She couldn't help but to feel annoyed. You scared me half toward death. She crossed her arms over her chest and let out a huff of breath and looked away from the white wolf. She thought Her first meeting of someone new and he had to be a prankster. She realized though after a moment how funny she must look. She herself would have taken an opportunity such as this wolf had. And it had been her own fault for being so unaware. She suddenly started to chuckle lightly. Boy I can't believe you got me to fall on my butt. Her tongue lolled out. What's your name? |
They had laughed hard at her misfortune. The wolf known as Roran especially went wild with hysteria. She suddenly scooped her hand within the water and splashed the silly wolf. She grinned a large grin. I'm Saxif Goldenfeather. I am new to these lands. You are actually the first wolf I've met here. Her tongue rolls out again. She pulled herself from the water and shook her body from head to toe. If you were wet already you'd probably be about ten feet in... guess my revenge will have to wait. She sits next to the Roran to keep herself from looming over him. She had needed a good laugh, her journey had been long and with out interaction. She noticed though his scent was different once she got use to the wet stench of him. She suddenly started to really sniff him, nearly invading his personal space. Why do you smell different? Do all lupreci smell this way here? Her golden eyes filled with curiousity as she tilted her head to the side questioningly. She liked this wolf, he was near her age and would probably make a fun friend. She smiled again as she awaited his response. |