riddle me this

Conor Soul · 10-16-2010, 01:45 PM

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She tasted the name and seemed to find it worthy enough to repeat it in her lighter, softer tones. An ear flickered impulsively as she bowed her muzzle lightly as a sign of respect. He did not require much from anyone, and that was more than enough to settle whatever dominance he harbored. It was not that he despised his own title, it was just that he did not particularly care for some things that followed the flowery crown of the blood splattered Dahlia de Mai. Despite those stains the flower continued to prove beautiful. Times were different now, and everyone could see that. Time of war was over.

He pondered on the words she then spoke, speaking of names. He could not truly comment on that, for these lands harbored a multitude of canines and other common creatures alike, and the names varied enough that the young male believed no name could ever surprise him. He had never met the wolf in question, but he had even heard of a certain Buttface. Everything was possible in this world. ”I hope that is not a bad thing,” the male commented softly as he smiled adoringly at her slender form. Then, over to the situation at hand; she seemed to wish for a home after all, and he was more than willing to give it to her. ”Our lands are vast and there is room,” he spoke lightly, though finding himself unwilling to give her a free ticket. ”I’d like to know a little bit more about you though,” he continued, white tipped tail moving slowly behind his golden form as he kept his lavender orbs on her face.

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