ardent

In the land of obscurity



Cathaoir

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
posts
44
player
10-04-2015, 12:34 AM



Starling seemed to blossom before his very eyes, the shy boy quickly becoming into a very giddy, almost carefree wolf. The shift had come rather suddenly, and Cath's ears laid back again. He cleared his throat as he took a step back, his tail wagging a few times in unease rather than excitement at his hocks. The boy laughed, and his slightly wider eyes gazed over the now excited boy. His ribbon wrapped leg lifted slightly as he folded back slightly. He nodded his head at the boy's words, even though he knew that Starling was not laughing at him. Cathaoir knew that it was because of what he said, his lack of communication skills were pretty much null. When the boy went on about the herb called Wintergreen, he paid a bit more attention to him, taking to mind what he was saying. Even though he felt a little more uneasy because of his random shift in mood, he had no plans of walking away now. There were still questions that burned in the back of his mind, and he wasn't one to give up lightly. It was really rare, which proved a challenge.

The larger man put his paw back down on the earth and took a few tentitive steps towards the hot rock. It would make more sense that it would grow higher up, the ground was pretty much dry as well as warm. It was odd to think of anything growing on the active volcano. "Climbing. We are going. The top?" He asked, cursing himself under his breath as his steps became heavier. Usually the giant could walk without making any sound, but now he was displeased with his own words. He felt like he was acting stupid, and for some reason... he had this desire to impress this smaller boy. Glancing over at him, a lopsided smirk came to his pale maw. "You need lots. Why? Its rare. Must only need in um..." he broke off, fur raising slightly. "emergency?" He was a fighter, and knew all about the wounds that could come out of it. Muscles coiled and rippled under his young coat, humming slowly at the thought of a battle. His claws flexed into the earth, miny green eyes blazing. Now that was something he could do, with no hesitation or embarrassment. Did his companion notice this slight shift in the stoic man?

"SPEAK!"

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