05-28-2012, 04:35 PM
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X'yrin. Huh. Pretty unique name...Unlike any that he had ever heard. "I wouldn't exactly say fine..." Ali laughed, looking up at the stormy sky. It groaned and moaned, a storm brewing in the darkness of the clouds. Alistair gave a rather grumpy look as he stared up at the dark sky, eyes turning towards the lady that sat next to him. "Looks like a storm. It seems this place sure has a lot of those." Alistair sighed, eyes narrowed. Why couldn't it be a little more like California? Did this place even have sun? Alistair didn't mind surfing in the rain, but it wasn't exactly safe.
Alistair gazed at the artistry. His bihued eyes held interest as she explained, but a gust of wind interrupted that. His mohawk hardly moved, but it definitely sent a chill through his thin coat. Do not want. Alistair hated being cold, mostly because he grew up under the scalding sun. "Kinda chilly, isn't it?" Alistair gave a slight smile, but turned his attention to her explanation once again. Huh. It made sense. "That's...Pretty cool. So you collect a 'trophy' from each kill?" Alistair turned his gaze from the craft to the females face, a curious look in his eyes as his ears perked. This was definitely interesting. Ali was always the type to be interested in other cultures and such. It was just so...Fascinating.
Aww. Poor dear, all confused. Alistair gave a soft chuckle, narrowing his eyes with amusement at her expression. Rain began to slowly fall from above, lazily hitting his fur along with hers. Alistair didn't pay attention to it, mostly because it was just a few drops. Nothing too bad. "X'yrin, it was a compliment." Alistair laughed, crossing his arms. Such a cute lady, not understanding that he was just flirting.He wasn't actually searching for someone pretty (Although, he didn't mind the info). However, as she spoke of the 'pretty female', Alistair caught an unfamiliar word. "Inferni? Is that like...A group, or something?" Alistair blinked with curiosity, his laughter slowly fading. "Huh. So there are packs around here..." Alistair had never official been in a pack, unless you counted when he was taken in as a slave. But that was an entirely different story.
"Are you part of a pack?" Now that he knew about them, why not ask her a few questions? It was obvious that she had been here longer than him, so she must know some stuff. This Inferni pack...Didn't like wolves? So it must not be a wolf pack then. Perhaps a dog or maybe even a coyote pack? Odd. But definitely interesting. Alistair uncrossed his arms and put them at his sides, supporting his upper body as a gust of wind attacked once more. If he didn't put his arms down, he may have been pushed flat against the rock...Which totally would have made him look like a dork.
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X'yrin. Huh. Pretty unique name...Unlike any that he had ever heard. "I wouldn't exactly say fine..." Ali laughed, looking up at the stormy sky. It groaned and moaned, a storm brewing in the darkness of the clouds. Alistair gave a rather grumpy look as he stared up at the dark sky, eyes turning towards the lady that sat next to him. "Looks like a storm. It seems this place sure has a lot of those." Alistair sighed, eyes narrowed. Why couldn't it be a little more like California? Did this place even have sun? Alistair didn't mind surfing in the rain, but it wasn't exactly safe.
Alistair gazed at the artistry. His bihued eyes held interest as she explained, but a gust of wind interrupted that. His mohawk hardly moved, but it definitely sent a chill through his thin coat. Do not want. Alistair hated being cold, mostly because he grew up under the scalding sun. "Kinda chilly, isn't it?" Alistair gave a slight smile, but turned his attention to her explanation once again. Huh. It made sense. "That's...Pretty cool. So you collect a 'trophy' from each kill?" Alistair turned his gaze from the craft to the females face, a curious look in his eyes as his ears perked. This was definitely interesting. Ali was always the type to be interested in other cultures and such. It was just so...Fascinating.
Aww. Poor dear, all confused. Alistair gave a soft chuckle, narrowing his eyes with amusement at her expression. Rain began to slowly fall from above, lazily hitting his fur along with hers. Alistair didn't pay attention to it, mostly because it was just a few drops. Nothing too bad. "X'yrin, it was a compliment." Alistair laughed, crossing his arms. Such a cute lady, not understanding that he was just flirting.He wasn't actually searching for someone pretty (Although, he didn't mind the info). However, as she spoke of the 'pretty female', Alistair caught an unfamiliar word. "Inferni? Is that like...A group, or something?" Alistair blinked with curiosity, his laughter slowly fading. "Huh. So there are packs around here..." Alistair had never official been in a pack, unless you counted when he was taken in as a slave. But that was an entirely different story.
"Are you part of a pack?" Now that he knew about them, why not ask her a few questions? It was obvious that she had been here longer than him, so she must know some stuff. This Inferni pack...Didn't like wolves? So it must not be a wolf pack then. Perhaps a dog or maybe even a coyote pack? Odd. But definitely interesting. Alistair uncrossed his arms and put them at his sides, supporting his upper body as a gust of wind attacked once more. If he didn't put his arms down, he may have been pushed flat against the rock...Which totally would have made him look like a dork.
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