In the Land of Red
#8
[html]
Sorry for the delay and shortness.




Nayru’s ears fell flat as the sensitive girl could tell the cat was trying to humoring her. She knew that being only half grown she was not as wise as those who had years behind them, but she was not so simple minded. So what if she had mistaken him for a spirit? It had been an honest mistake. Nayru was not playing now, nor did she take childish pleasure in bossing about adults, she was only doing as she should by Dahlia de Mai and she knew it. If this cat had intelligence enough to talk with the canines then shouldn’t he be expected to follow the social norms that they all did? The shock of discovering that this creature could speak and had the intelligence to match the canine species had worn off and now Nayru was most concerned with doing as she felt Conor or the others would wish her to do. Despite her distaste for the way Element seemed to talk down towards her, something she was unaccustomed to as the adults of Dahlia did not coddle her, she remained polite and soft spoken, the air about her remaining very serious and serene. "Well Element, it is a pleasure to meet you but we consider it rude to hunt on claimed lands without permission. " Nayru looked to where the cat’s previous meal was now buried. "Actually, you’re rather far past the borders of our pack and if someone else came across you they might be angry. " Of course, the others were adults, or even King who was the same age as she was larger and surpassed this cat in size, and they could easily have chased off the cat without striking up conversation.





[/html]


Messages In This Thread

Forum Jump: