12-11-2011, 06:27 PM
Enzo be awkward lurkerness
3+
He felt kind of like a stalker as she watched the woman he did not know as she stepped out into the cold morning air. He didn't make it a habit to lurk around staring after his fellow pack mates but this woman had a kind of lost and confused air about her, as well as the wicked looking wounds upon her chest. Social awkwardness and as much as he hated to admit, his own cowardice held him back for a while from approaching her and striking up a conversation. He watched her until she disappeared from his sight at which point he shifted his position so he could see her again. She was pretty although not as pretty as Juliet but still pretty nice to look at.
She looked as though she might be cold he realised with a frown and quickly turned on his tail and headed back inside of the courthouse and up to his room where he rummaged quickly through his piles of things he had collected during his wanderings until he found what he sought. The light green shift was not very thick but maybe it would help protect her a little against the biting wind. Happy with his find the tall boy scurried back into the outside world, his paws crunching down the snow underfoot.
He followed her scent as it traveled away from the center of activity towards a small garden with mostly dead plants inhabiting it. He slowed to a halt though as he got closer and smoothed back his hair trying to make it not be messy for once in his life. It didn't comply with his wishes. He heaved a sigh of frustration and stepped forwards that she could see him, clearing his throat awkwardly,
"Eeer hi thar. Ayme Lorenzo, I thought tha looked a beet cold so ah brought yah theese shirt." He held out the green colored shirt for her to take if she wanted, painfully aware of his akward demeanor.
3+
He felt kind of like a stalker as she watched the woman he did not know as she stepped out into the cold morning air. He didn't make it a habit to lurk around staring after his fellow pack mates but this woman had a kind of lost and confused air about her, as well as the wicked looking wounds upon her chest. Social awkwardness and as much as he hated to admit, his own cowardice held him back for a while from approaching her and striking up a conversation. He watched her until she disappeared from his sight at which point he shifted his position so he could see her again. She was pretty although not as pretty as Juliet but still pretty nice to look at.
She looked as though she might be cold he realised with a frown and quickly turned on his tail and headed back inside of the courthouse and up to his room where he rummaged quickly through his piles of things he had collected during his wanderings until he found what he sought. The light green shift was not very thick but maybe it would help protect her a little against the biting wind. Happy with his find the tall boy scurried back into the outside world, his paws crunching down the snow underfoot.
He followed her scent as it traveled away from the center of activity towards a small garden with mostly dead plants inhabiting it. He slowed to a halt though as he got closer and smoothed back his hair trying to make it not be messy for once in his life. It didn't comply with his wishes. He heaved a sigh of frustration and stepped forwards that she could see him, clearing his throat awkwardly,
"Eeer hi thar. Ayme Lorenzo, I thought tha looked a beet cold so ah brought yah theese shirt." He held out the green colored shirt for her to take if she wanted, painfully aware of his akward demeanor.