You Better Be Good To Me
04-13-2013, 04:29 PM
| Cormalin |
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Cormalin heard the call and rose from his resting position under a shady willow tree. He?d just finished another training session with Obsidian, even though he was supposed to be resting and letting his bruises heal, under Erani?s orders. ?Sounds like a Pack meeting.? Soft British tones mixed with a faint Scottish lilt and burr and settled in a deep baritone to complete his voice as he spoke to the large black mare that grazed nearby. He pulled himself to his paws with a huff and made his way out from under the willow?s shade. ?Come on.? He broke into a lope toward the call, long haired tail swaying, thick ruff flowing in the breeze made by his passing. He came to a trotted stop at the edge of the still small group. It looked as though they?d gained a member, and-- Ah, there was his sister. He padded to her other side, brushing his cheek against her shoulder, tail swaying in a lazy wag. ?My Dearest Sister, you are looking beautiful today. Litter doing well in there?? His voice was warmed by love as he took a place nearby and looked over his shoulder for Obsidian. |