10-22-2012, 04:23 PM
The Italian smiled. So respectful. Sebastian had been like that, once. Back before he had truly discovered his confidence. "Very well," he said brightly, stretching his neck a little to work out the kink that had developed there. So troublesome. Sebastian wrapped his black-furred hand around the larger wolf's brightly-coloured paw, yanking him up with little difficulty on his own behalf. He might have been small as luperci went, but he still had a decent amount of lean muscle on his body. Besides, the larger wolf had helped himself up, not leaving the slim artisan to bear his entire weight.
He didn't let go of the stranger's hand just yet. He seemed nice enough, and there was no reason not to hold his hand. "You're quite welcome," he assured the fiery-furred stranger with an endearing grin.
The stranger cringed over the scattered objects that had fallen from the wheelbarrow. Sebastian winced as he caught sight of the smashed glass. Damn. That broken glass could be a right irritant when it wanted to be, though the Italian had only cut himself with it accidentally once or twice. Damn dangerous thing to keep around a pack, where it could be smashed at any time and someone would need a new foot.
Then, at last the stranger introduced himself. Leviothan. Not Leviathan. An odd change, but Sebastian didn't mind. Taking a small step from the stranger, he bowed neatly, allowing his tall, silky-furred ears to brush against Levi's torso and abdomen. "Pleasurable to meet you, Leviothan," he asserted, tilting his head up and letting the tip of his nose just barely glance off the fire-coloured fur on the taller man's belly. He grinned up at him. "I'm Sebastian."
Straightening up, Sebastian crossed his arms over his chest and surveyed the damage, wincing as he did so.
"A new wheel would be advisable," he agreed, his accent low and smooth. Tilting his head to one side, Sebastian faced his new acquaintance with a faint smile on his face and a slightly raised brow. "Would you care for a bit of help, hmm?"
He didn't let go of the stranger's hand just yet. He seemed nice enough, and there was no reason not to hold his hand. "You're quite welcome," he assured the fiery-furred stranger with an endearing grin.
The stranger cringed over the scattered objects that had fallen from the wheelbarrow. Sebastian winced as he caught sight of the smashed glass. Damn. That broken glass could be a right irritant when it wanted to be, though the Italian had only cut himself with it accidentally once or twice. Damn dangerous thing to keep around a pack, where it could be smashed at any time and someone would need a new foot.
Then, at last the stranger introduced himself. Leviothan. Not Leviathan. An odd change, but Sebastian didn't mind. Taking a small step from the stranger, he bowed neatly, allowing his tall, silky-furred ears to brush against Levi's torso and abdomen. "Pleasurable to meet you, Leviothan," he asserted, tilting his head up and letting the tip of his nose just barely glance off the fire-coloured fur on the taller man's belly. He grinned up at him. "I'm Sebastian."
Straightening up, Sebastian crossed his arms over his chest and surveyed the damage, wincing as he did so.
"A new wheel would be advisable," he agreed, his accent low and smooth. Tilting his head to one side, Sebastian faced his new acquaintance with a faint smile on his face and a slightly raised brow. "Would you care for a bit of help, hmm?"