01-17-2008, 06:25 AM
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| Tamerlane felt his Alpha’s eyes on him, but did not halt to muse on what the other male could be thinking. As they were unacquainted in ways that really mattered, it would be imprudent to imagine that anyone’s opinions were really on track — for instance it was surely evident by now that Tamerlane did not tend to dive into conversations whenever he felt like it. Hey, hold up, he turned to see Phoenix walking towards him, and waited respectfully for what it was he wanted. As far as he was aware, the male’s opinion of Tamerlane was very delicate indeed — if he agreed to this request, chances were Phoenix would take it to mean something it was not; for instance, that Tamerlane was bored or wanted company; or “wanted to help” or “play the hero” (an absurd and arrogant thing to think, obviously) or anything of the sort. There was also the question as to why Phoenix asked him to begin with. In the eyes of the Alpha, he was apparently in constant danger of being misunderstood. So to easily determine the true intentions of the other, he asked: do you need the help? |