Spring blossoms

*Xephyris* · 07-19-2016, 07:40 PM

His light boredom was abruptly disrupted as he heard sudden shouting in the distance. Only one voice could be heard, and he wondered who it was shouting at. It didn't sound like an argument, nor even a fight. Xephyris had paused in place, tilting his ears to the wind as he listened for any other indications of someone nearby, when the offensive female burst into the opening and charged up to him with a growl. Instantly on the defensive, his paws shifted until his body was frontally aligned with her, hackles rising and legs bending as he prepared himself to face this threat. As she began barking at him, as if he knew who she was, his lips curled back in a furious snarl, revealing his ready fangs. He wasn't going to waste any time chit-chatting with her if she was here for a fight.

But then, her attention suddenly shifted, and she began shouting nonsense - at what, he couldn't determine, and he didn't care either. His sharp silver eyes were focused on her, watching her intently. It was starting to become apparent that she simply wasn't right in the head, and all of her shouting really had nothing to do with him at all. So, although he was still on-guard, and he chanced a little glance around him for any signs of an ambush, he eased up just a little. Attacking her would serve him no purpose - he may have loved to spill blood in a good battle, but he was honorable as well. There would be no pride in fighting with someone who was incapable of fighting back or defending themselves.

However, as she fell onto her back and began whimpering, he wondered what he should do. He almost felt a little bad for her, although he found her random shouting obnoxious. How did she survive out here by herself? She was so noisy, she would surely chase any prey away. Slowly, quietly, he approached the young woman and stood over her, his cold silver eyes trying to seek contact with hers. "I assure you, I've no idea who you are and I don't care who you are," he rumbled, his tone serious to let her know he wasn't fooling around, "But it appears to me that you are suffering a great deal, and I would not be opposed to putting you out of your misery if that would help." To him, her existence didn't seem to serve any purpose, and he thought she must surely live a miserable life. Still, he'd give her a chance to speak, if she understood him at all, and he wasn't going to make any decisions for her. But he definitely was going to defend himself if she got violent with him.

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