slack  He chose a weird combination of words, and was quite disrespectful for his rank, for not knowing her, and for being so new to the pack. But Mew didn't mind, she knew he meant it jokingly. And perhaps it hit spot on, she did take herself too seriously sometimes. So royal bum might fit her very well. It was slightly less pompous than "dove" "princess" or "lady". As if she actually was royal. Her mother had told her once she did have relations pointing towards a royal family in Colibri's homelands in the north. But that didn't matter much, she hadn't lived royally. Although one pack had once thought she was an immortal because of her light fur; all of them and all the wolves they knew or had ever seen were stark black. It had been.. an interesting experience. There was no worshiping involved, but they had just been filled with awe whenever she did anything - sometimes leading to hilarious situations. He took another sip from his drink before he phrased his invite more properly - and only then did she respond. She had stared at him, questioningly yet playfully, until he did so, and it worked. She flicked her head to one side as if to say "oh why not" and silently sat down next to him. It was weird, since she wasn't shifted and he was, but she could always change if she felt it became too weird. His playful mood was explained as she suddenly realized the contents of the bottle was alcohol. She didn't know much about alcohol, nor did she know many who drank it a lot. Also Asphyxia had stunk of the stuff when they had had their incident.. Generally, she detested the liquid, and would never touch it. It made you rob oneself of dignity, and it was below her to act like a spoiled child out of control. She had pride, after all, but that didn't mean she would look down on Des for drinking it. It was his choice, and she knew how much fun it was to mislead drunken people. In an innocent way, but still. He wasn't exactly hard to read in terms of what he wanted, and it amused her further. Her green eyes twinkled as she spoke back, a smile attempting to tweak her lips into a smile while she also tried to fight it. Oh, thank you, but you know.. princesses don't drink... |
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