Flicking his tongue to the roof of his mouth he repressed the growl that had been burning it's way up his throat; as much as it annoyed him that he had been snuck up upon, especially by such a... flamboyant male in pink, the moon streaked Nishant understood it wasn't the most mature nor welcoming way to respond to another. So instead he brought himself up to his full height, squared his shoulders off and simply stared at the fox coloured male for a moment in silence... which ultimately was an equally childish response but one that wasn't as out-right rude as growling at another’s face.
And yet, the male simple chuckled and slumped his hips to the side, the motion drawing his forest coloured eyes down for a moment before he drew them back up, oddly embarrassed by having looked at the other and unable to look him in the eye and so he simply focused his gaze just above the male's eyes, praying that the strange male hadn't noticed his glance, again his reasoning for such things was unknown to him, only that he felt embarrassed by his actions and didn't want them to be noticed.
“Um, er” he stuttered, struggling to think up some form of intellectual response to the others words, “Well, yeah. Pretty sure no one likes someone appearing out of nowhere when they are disarming traps” he mumbled under his breath, eyes moving to the floor and then back up to just above the others eyes. Then the males last words clicked, the moon lads head titled in thought for a second, “Is there something I can do for you? Why'd you come all the way down here for me?” to the lad it seemed out-right strange for someone to come down this far south just to see him, oblivious as he was to the others motives he could only think that the other may be interested in trading for something or asking about the tribes culture, things he believed that others held interest in and came to the pack for.
“And i'm sorry, but I really can't remember your name...” once more his eyes darted to the ground, embarrassed by his own incapability to remember anothers name this time round, when the other so clearly remembered his.
Photo courtesy of KilljoyDivine
<style>.KMTT_AhigaOH p {padding:0px 1px 5px 1px; margin:0px; text-indent:25px;}
.KMTT_AhigaOH b {font-family:verdana; color:#cdd0c9; margin:5px; font-size:9px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:#151615 1px 1px 2px;}
.KMTT_AhigaOH {background-color:#191921; font-family:verdana; font-size:10px; color:#adb1a5; line-height:12px; width:500px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://img171.imageshack.us/img171/1783/ahigatab3.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:346px 0px 5px 0px; border:5px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -moz-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -webkit-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d;}
.KMTT_AhigaOH .inner {margin:0 18px; border-radius:0px; border:0px ; }
.KMTT_AhigaOH .ooc {text-align:right; font-family:verdana; color:#000000; font-size:9px; padding:1px 18px 0px 18px; border-bottom:2px dotted #000000; }
p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>