Mary, Mary, quite contrary
08-25-2016, 12:19 PM
It didn't take very long for the chocolate female to show up, and Ollie offered her a small smile. Cedar sat beside his brother with a rather bored look on his face, looking for that odd little creature that had been with her last time. When Peregrine started to speak, the jackal shrugged his shoulders and moved on, sniffing behind his brother for a meal for himself. He couldn't be bothered with niceties. Oleander looked over his shoulder to look at him, a huff leaving his mouth. He was rather... awkward when it came to talking, and usually the jackal would take charge. Once again. Turning back to the now alpha, he nodded his head after a little bit of a pause. "Etiam, yes," he said carefully, chewing out his words in a bit of an awkward manner. "You fight well, you are stronger than you let on," he said, his smile growing. When they first met, she had been so tired that she could hardly talk. He didn't expect her to be such a good fighter, it had been hard to tell what strength had laid below. The woman than asked what brought him here, and he once again fell silent. His ears pulled back as the silence spread between them, shifting on his paws slightly. Why did he come here? Did he want to join her pack? He hadn't been part of one since he left his family, and while he wasn't the most social of creatures, he still did miss having a place to call home. Opening his maw, he eyed Pere with a bit of a sad smile. "Sorry I'm um... not really good at talking," he explained, feeling bad that he had left her in a space of silence for so long. "I... I guess I am looking for a domum, a place to call home," he explained slowly. "I grow plants, hortus," he struggled to find the right word, he knew it in Latin but it had left his mind for the moment. Cedar looked up from where he was following the trail of a mouse, his golden eyes rolling. "Garden." he offered, hearing a sigh from his brother he went back to hunting. Looking thankful, he nodded his head. "Yes, garden. I tend to the plants, both for healing and consuming alike. Cedar protects it from pests, I make sure they are strong and healthy," Oleander nodded his head as he spoke, his lacking communication skills were picking up as he grew excited. "If you welcome me in, I can grow a... garden. Yes, I can grow a garden here with many plants. I was caring for one in the Range, but it was not my own. I am very skilled in healing, but I care for my garden the most. I... don't have much else to offer." The speckled man shrugged his shoulders, hoping he had made enough of a case for himself. If not, he would go back to the Range. He was not interested in politics, and came only because he had met the woman before him once, as well as seeing her win against the larger wolf. He wasn't a very good fighter, he was too focused on his plants to learn much else. He could defend himself, and Cedar helped as well. But... knowledge in this field would be useful to the quiet man. |
Oleander speaks Latin, but is fluent in English. Cedar is a black backed jackal and is always with Ollie unless otherwise stated.