Eve of Spring
01-11-2016, 02:58 AM
Oh, so the russet female was a messenger. He hadn't ever met a canine of that craft. Well, perhaps he had though forgot to ask what rank they held. Nevertheless, he wondered what it was like to carry messages between packs, and if there was more to the field than just that. It sounded quite interesting, and if he had known about it earlier, he might have tried it out at the coming of age. Then again, he wasn't built for speed, and as much as he would try to be lithe and agile, he would always find his love in fighting.
So her name really was Lillianna. He shouldn't have doubted himself in the first place. Exchanging a small smile and a dip of his head, he turned his attention to the taller female. It seemed like they were both exploring, and though that wasn't what he had planned for the day, he was willing to join them. After all, he hadn't had a good romp around Abaven in a while. "Sounds like a good plan," he agreed with a nod, following Karabela as she weaved through the grass. She actually followed a mental track when patrolling? Wow, that made his own patrolling look careless. "Oh, you don't mind me joining?" Just in case the two females wanted to spend time with each other...and so he wouldn't feel awkward. |
