Are we out of the woods?
08-20-2016, 01:59 PM
Well, his cover was blown. He sweltered under this woman's gaze, heat flushing through her fur, thoroughly chagrined. Clearly this one had no manners whatsoever! Obviously he didn't want to be disturbed, but... He sighed, and stood. Figures, he could never get a day of peace. He took a few steps forward and cleared his throat before responding to her pointed question. "Honestly? I was enjoying the sound. You could be a festering boar, for all I care." ...What? It was the truth! Her fur did have an interesting patterning to it but that was not nearly as noteworthy as that way the stranger had adorned herself. It was... curious, to say the least. And he would be just as interested, if not more, if he'd seen a boar dressed in the same way. So there! Either way he pressed on, refusing to consider that his words might have been... inappropriate. He looked outward into the fair weather of the day. Comments about the weather were so mundane, weren't they? He was cautious of engaging the woman any further but the idea of letting this silence grow into something uncomfortable was equally as- wait, was it already uncomfortable? Was she just sitting there, staring at him? He let out a long breath, one that sounded a bit... uneasy. "Sorry, I picked this den site because it seemed peaceful. Obviously I was wrong. I'll leave you to your jollities." It was curt and altogether awkward, tone stuck somewhere between quite pretentious and painfully uncomfortable. If he was lucky she would take a hint and leave in a huff like most did. |