Slow me down
11-19-2016, 02:47 AM
As soon as the larger male saw her, his grin looked almost grateful. Oh gods, what had her father said to him? It was hard to hide her concern, and the woman felt his body relax when she nuzzled him. A warmth spread across her features as she pulled back, but nearly vanished when he elaborated on what Bass had said. He asked what his intentions were? Her fur fluffed up, she would bite that old man right now if she could. That was so embarrassing! No wonder why he had taken off when he did. Civetta took off and landed on Tib’s head, nesting in his fur right beside his ear. Finch was too distracted to notice, not able to worry about what her friend would say. Well, at least Bass had warned him about Lark. Her brother had always been protective of her, there was no doubt about it that she would want to test Tiburtius if they ever met. But wait, hold on! Where was all of this even coming from? The two of them had only met up a few times, they hadn’t even spoken about… each other, a relationship other than the obvious link of friendship. But now her father was warning him? Finch hadn’t said anything to the pale man, so how did he even think that it was okay to come out and ask him? She blinked slightly though when he said Mr. Finch’s Dad, peeking up at Tib from where she was fuming. A slow grin cracked her face, a very unlady like snort following. "Please don’t tell me you called him Mr. Finch’s Dad," she giggled, biting her lip to trap in further laughs. It wasn’t nice to laugh at him after what he had been through, but it was still pretty funny. He leaned down to nuzzle her head, and the smaller woman found herself leaning into his touch. Humming softly, she blushed as she looked down at their paws. It was true, Bass didn’t try to run him off which was a good thing. She looked up just enough to see him peeking around like she had been, letting out a low laugh. "Would you feel more comfortable if we went a little bit further out of pack lands?" she asked sheepishly, standing on all fours as she too took one last glance at the plains. It would be safer a bit further off, away from prying eyes. If any one of her siblings saw this, they would be all over it. She was just about to lead the way when she froze, just catching the sight of Civetta opening up her beak. Oh sh- "Livianna might see too, and want to meet him! You did talk to her about him!" said the bird, thinking that she was helping her wolf friend. Finch stood there gawking at the bird, quickly shaking her head back and forth. "N-no, it’s not like tha-" "Yes is it! You asked what to do wi-" Civetta got cut off when Finch reached up to swat a paw at her, causing the bird to let out a high pitched tweet and took off, grabbing some of Finch’s fur on her forehead with her claws. Grumbling, the wolf leaned back and watched the bird fly off, only to circle back and land nearby. She would be back… there was no doubt about that. Turning back to the slate blue male, she tossed a hesitant smile his way, a garbled laugh vibrating in her throat. She was going to kill that bird. "TIB SPEAKS" -- "FINCH SPEAKS" -- "CIVETTA SPEAKS" |
