398No problem <3 And he's a babbler, just a heads up xP
The man seemed less uptight as he
approached the Callow hybrid, although as Jiva neared the scent of New Dawn came to Alister; a bitter
recollection. But, seeing the sway in the other’s tail eased him somewhat, and his similarly doggish tail began a
slow sway of its own. Nonetheless, he was wary, ready to hitch up his shield of sarcasm at a moment’s notice; an
action as reflexive as if he were readying his true shield. It rested against his back, thudding dully as he walked up
to the husky wolf. He seemed cordial enough and, bending in his usual bow of greeting chuckled, “Sir?”
good-naturedly, rising to his full height. “Never been called that before, but I’m grateful. It‘s quite a step up
from say, 'mutt‘ or ‘mongrel,’ decidedly better than ‘bastard,’” As an aside “ --a
classic that one, let me tell you.” He sighed lightly and shook his head, a boyish grin crossing his brown muzzle.
“I like it.” He lowered himself to be at a better height for the lupus fellow, and extended his hand.
“A pleasure to meet you Jiva Takekuro, I am Alister Callow. ” At his other question Alister straightened
again, cupping his chin in mock contemplation. “I could use many things, but as I hear it your pack is in
crisis…” He paused, tapping his nose, knowingly, to help explain how he knew of his pack. His meeting with
Fayne had been just some couple hours previous, afterall. “…at least that’s what your pack-mate would
have me believe…Fayne, I think her name was. What she’d probably have you believe is that I’m a
tiresome fool, who had the misfortune to wander too dangerously close to your pack’s borders.” His
tone was not at all unpleasant, if just a touch bitter. He could understand her suspicion, but that hadn’t made it
easier to stomach, especially in regards to his background. “Don’t mind me, I’ve just had an interesting
couple of days.”
“Anyway, what I was trying to say, before I side-tracked myself, was that I figured you could probably use
more help than I.” He noticed Jiva’s curious gaze, watching as the male’s bi-colored eyes scanned over his
sword and shield as he, himself, noted the sheath around Jiva’s leg. He perked his ears and mirrored Jiva‘s
expression as he asked. “…you any good with that?” His nose indicated the knife.
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