01-25-2012, 05:57 PM
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A darling creature she was but there was savageness within her body, a danger lurking beneath the sunset gaze that only increased the sour feeling within his stomach. Still one did not act upon faint feelings, whispered insinuations and unproven accusations. There was a cold truth in knowing the sword at her back had tasted blood, lupine blood, before and would do so again, and Lorenzo was suddenly all too aware that if he did not step carefully then it would be his own life fluid painting the snow from the attack of the feral woman. His size whilst usually a help could be very easily turned against him and used as a hindrance, none of his internal battle showed on his face which had settled into a quiet curiosity.
What strange lands had she come from with her aura of pain and suffering. Dusty fur prickled and itched and the male fought the urge to scratch at his arms. He knew little to nothing of the blood bathed lands of Inferni not far away from these very same borders. But he would most likely figure them out soon enough. His head dipped slightly at her compliment and dual eyes flickered to follow the quick movement of her ears, a reflex of being drawn to the jerking audits.
"Thank yee. Ah play most dayees tah keep in practise." Curse his social awkwardless as he immediately came up with an astounding amount of nothing to continue with after that. Only after a few seconds of silence did he resume speaking,
[color=Do yee play anitheeng?"[/color] An innocent question, if they could keep things impersonal then maybe both of them would survive this encounter unharmed and relatively entertained. She would return to her lair of bones and he to his family, alive and well.
A darling creature she was but there was savageness within her body, a danger lurking beneath the sunset gaze that only increased the sour feeling within his stomach. Still one did not act upon faint feelings, whispered insinuations and unproven accusations. There was a cold truth in knowing the sword at her back had tasted blood, lupine blood, before and would do so again, and Lorenzo was suddenly all too aware that if he did not step carefully then it would be his own life fluid painting the snow from the attack of the feral woman. His size whilst usually a help could be very easily turned against him and used as a hindrance, none of his internal battle showed on his face which had settled into a quiet curiosity.
What strange lands had she come from with her aura of pain and suffering. Dusty fur prickled and itched and the male fought the urge to scratch at his arms. He knew little to nothing of the blood bathed lands of Inferni not far away from these very same borders. But he would most likely figure them out soon enough. His head dipped slightly at her compliment and dual eyes flickered to follow the quick movement of her ears, a reflex of being drawn to the jerking audits.
"Thank yee. Ah play most dayees tah keep in practise." Curse his social awkwardless as he immediately came up with an astounding amount of nothing to continue with after that. Only after a few seconds of silence did he resume speaking,
[color=Do yee play anitheeng?"[/color] An innocent question, if they could keep things impersonal then maybe both of them would survive this encounter unharmed and relatively entertained. She would return to her lair of bones and he to his family, alive and well.