Bad Company
06-14-2016, 04:47 PM
He missed the look of annoyance that crossed her face and Lionel simply watched her with a healthy amount of curiosity building up as she shook her pelt one more time. Water droplets sprayed everywhere, but the young boy didn't mind. His mind was focused elsewhere as he tried to figure out anything about her. He didn't know any other pack scents although he was positive she belonged to one since she had the scent of other wolves on her pelt. He made a mental note to ask his father later about the other packs on the continent. She padded closer to him, looking him up and down as she did so, and Lio watched her curiously. Curiosity turned to amusement as she asked him what a Fiori was and he laughed softly and shook his head. "Fiori is my pack's name. My Dad, Leo Adravendi, is the King." His tone wasn't boastful, but more informational as he explained it to her. "We live in the mangroves not far from here." She went on to explain she was from the North and he listened as he tried to determine if he knew where she was from. She mentioned Yfir, said who she was and even named her parents but his mind drew a blank. He'd never heard any of it before. "I'm sorry, I've never heard of your family before." He felt kind of bad about it, but he knew it couldn't be helped. "I'm Lionel Arvel Adravendi." He introduced himself quickly, realizing he'd failed to say who he was so far. Walk, "Talk" Think |