Stalking 101

[Emwe Soul]

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Word count: -- ........ ........ Not only was this female funny-looking, but she spoke funny too! It took the poor male a few seconds to realize that her sentence had meant "it's Finn Fidh"-something. He was confused. Why hadn't she said "it's" like everyone else did? In total, she was very foreign. And her name was strange, too. But it was funny to say, probably, and Emwe gave it a taste. Him and Lysander had done that a lot, to play with words. It had been great fun, and when he thought about it he remembered those days with a touch of nostalgia. Finn Fidddh, Finnnn - it's a funny name! His ears were pointing upwards to the sky and he took on a halfway playful stance. Social convention didn't bother him, and people rarely reprimanded him for it. Emwe giggled at himself, and concluded that the F-sound was very entertaining right then. ........ A warm blush rose to his cheeks as she said that he was clumsy. He knew that, actually! And even if he liked the day better than the night because it was lighter, he was glad that it was night now. Since it was dark, the female probably couldn't see the warm color beneath the earthy fur in his face. That was good, it was embarrassing when others could see that you were embarrassed - it made everything worse and bad! His voice hesitated as he replied, all-too aware of himself now. Yeeaaah.... I'm clumsy, says Alexey. The sentence was accompanied by him trying to hide his face behind his shoulder without making it obvious; he failed at that as well. All in all, Emwe was quite lovable, but not so successful with stalking, hunting, or hiding any features of his own personality.

Table by Sace/Hemming. Thanks! [/html]