09-26-2011, 11:19 PM
As the other man got up and steadied himself and then looked him over, Rory looked him over. Though in Rory’s case, it was to make sure that he was all right. He could tell that the wolf had a bad leg and wondered what caused it, but he knew better than to ask. That would be rude and inappropriate to do so. So Rory kept silent about his question.
He could tell that this wolf wondered about his accent. Not that Rory could blame him. It was a rather unique accent for those that didn’t know about Irish wolves and dogs. At him being OK, Rory gave a nod but was a bit skeptical, ”If yer sure. An’ ‘tis nae a problem.” He didn’t mind helping other’s in fact he rather enjoyed it.
Rory gave the raccoon that was with the new wolf a curious look and asked, ”Who’s yer friend ‘ere?” It was a little strange but he’s seen stranger. Like Shaw caring for a ferret. But at hearing the man’s name he gave a grin. ”’Tis a pleasure ta meet ye, Loviere. I’ve been ‘ere a little o’er a month. I came from Ireland ‘fore that. Where might ye be from?” He was curious and also being polite.
He could tell that this wolf wondered about his accent. Not that Rory could blame him. It was a rather unique accent for those that didn’t know about Irish wolves and dogs. At him being OK, Rory gave a nod but was a bit skeptical, ”If yer sure. An’ ‘tis nae a problem.” He didn’t mind helping other’s in fact he rather enjoyed it.
Rory gave the raccoon that was with the new wolf a curious look and asked, ”Who’s yer friend ‘ere?” It was a little strange but he’s seen stranger. Like Shaw caring for a ferret. But at hearing the man’s name he gave a grin. ”’Tis a pleasure ta meet ye, Loviere. I’ve been ‘ere a little o’er a month. I came from Ireland ‘fore that. Where might ye be from?” He was curious and also being polite.