Terminal Wanderlust

*Oleander I* · (This post was last modified: 11-13-2016, 02:46 PM by Oleander I.)

It would seem that despite his intentions, he had still startled the woman. When she sat up far too quickly, he dodged backwards to avoid colliding with her. However, she didn't stay up for very long. In a quick flash she was back on the earth, leaving Oleander's head reeling as he tried to catch up. It had all been so fast that he hadn't noticed that the wolf before him only had three legs, his tail tucking between his legs ever so slightly. Too stunned to say anything, he stood there in utter silence, teal eyes wide as he gazed at her. Cedar let out a snort, a small smirk on his mouth. The wolf looked over to his companion, eyes narrowing slightly. He may not be an expert in conversations he knew that it was rude to laugh at someone who had fallen. The woman spoke, his head quickly returning to her. He offered her a hint of a grin, dipping his head slightly. "Quod bene, it's fine," Oleander said quietly, his body rising up so that he stood at his full height again. At least she was okay, or so he hoped. A thick silence spread between them, as Ollie was just as bad at keeping up discussions than he was with starting them. He was thankful when she spoke again, complimenting his eyes. A bit taken aback by her statement, he felt a soft flush work its way up to his cheeks. "Umm... gratias ago..." he stuttered out, forcing himself to take a seat before the stranger.

Once more the male fell silent, making Cedar let out a sigh. He really was useless sometimes. "Are you okay, miss?" the jackal said, eying his brother to see him smile thankfully at the smaller canine. He was quite used to it by now, having to save him from social suicide. He wanted to nudge Oleander to say something nice back, but he knew that without some verbal guidance it would be lost on him.

"SPEAK" -- "CEDAR SPEAKS" -- "SPEAK LATIN"

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Terminal Wanderlust

Oleander I