04-28-2009, 10:02 AM
He watched as the bugs burst from their starting point, startling Oceane. She had a little trouble in the starting gate, but soon the pup was trotting over towards him, prey in tow. Moose was glad to see she had caught a grasshopper, and he smiled as he watched it struggling to escape. "Aye, lass. Yeh did won'erful."
For a moment Moose was the image of a proud father, despite the fact he had no claim, not even pack allegiance to the small fey before him. He was so good at this part of life, playing and mock hunting with pups. Sirce had always said she fell in love with him while watching him, the crowned prince of the pack, playing with the pups. He chuckled to himself at the memory. His father had been so angry for that day because Moose had actually missed a council meeting to play with the youngsters.
Bringing himself back to reality, he answered the Oceane's first statement. "Nah, AH dinnae speak foonae, 'tis ye tha' sounds off." He winked at her. "Mah voice sounds lahke this a'cuz Ah'm frae tha far nor' w'ere snow es on tha groun' en places all year."
For a moment Moose was the image of a proud father, despite the fact he had no claim, not even pack allegiance to the small fey before him. He was so good at this part of life, playing and mock hunting with pups. Sirce had always said she fell in love with him while watching him, the crowned prince of the pack, playing with the pups. He chuckled to himself at the memory. His father had been so angry for that day because Moose had actually missed a council meeting to play with the youngsters.
Bringing himself back to reality, he answered the Oceane's first statement. "Nah, AH dinnae speak foonae, 'tis ye tha' sounds off." He winked at her. "Mah voice sounds lahke this a'cuz Ah'm frae tha far nor' w'ere snow es on tha groun' en places all year."