Mary, Mary, quite contrary
08-28-2016, 04:19 PM
As the alpha spoke on, Cedar decided that he needed to be more of a figure in the conversation. They were, of course, speaking of becoming residents of this pack. The jackal gave up his hunt on the rodent, coming back to sit at his brothers side. When the woman looked up, he followed her gaze and spotted the odd thing that followed her around. He looked up at Tsiry, blinking his yellow eyes at him. They were a very strange looking beast, and he wondered what he gained from following the woman around. Pondering to himself, he still kept silent but at least he was there. Oleander glanced over to his brother, his tail curling at his side as he flicked the jackals backside in the process. Peregrine spoke of being underestimated, and he nodded his head slowly. He was still trying to figure out this whole talking thing, but he knew that he would get better over time. Maybe being in a pack would be the best thing for him, he would have more chances to chat casually. He inwardly shook at the thought of it, but he couldn't just live with his plants and brother forever. Realizing that he had fallen quiet once again as his thoughts absorbed him, he blinked his teal eyes and focused on her bright gaze once more. "It was a stark change, from the tired woman I met to that," he said slowly, referring to the time up on the fjord. Seeing her fight was like having his eyes opened to who the woman truly was. They didn't get too much time to talk, and seeing as Ollie was the most awkward wolf ever, it would take some time to learn all there was to learn about the female before him. "I have no doubt that you turned a few heads," he said, pausing as he considered his next words. Would they come off as brash and rude? "you are a very pretty wolf, and one who can bite too. A deadly combination, a vas," The speckled wolf nodded his head, using the latin word for 'deadly weapon'. She was indeed, and it was something that he had not seen coming. But the brute fell silent once more, he hoped that what he had said would not be taken the wrong way. While it was a compliment, it was not an attempt to flirt with her. No, that he was even worse at than normal talking. A heat flooded to his cheeks, the fur on the back of his neck standing up somewhat. Oh dear, what had he just done... When he turned the topics to his garden, Pere seemed rather excited at his notion. She spoke of a pack of trading and resources, something he had dabbled in a bit himself. Well... he had seen his parents do the trading while he just watched and learned. When she mentioned fighting when they had to, his ears pinned back slightly, his gaze shifting away from her. "I am no pugnator, no warrior," he said carefully, his habit of mixing Latin and English apparent as more time went on. "My strength is not the best, but I am willing to learn if it is something you teach. I can trade it for information on plantae and herbs, and how to tend to them," It wasn't much of an offer, but it was the only thing that he could think of. His shoulders sagged a bit, his brows knitting together as he turned back to look at her. "That is, of course, if this information was not a paciscor ruptor, a deal breaker." There was an almost nervous look to him, here was a hopeful home and he might have just dashed his chances. |
Oleander speaks Latin, but is fluent in English. Cedar is a black backed jackal and is always with Ollie unless otherwise stated.