no reflection
06-22-2013, 06:32 PM
The other wolf agreed, humoring Caesar?s loathing for the thunder. As he rose and studied the other, his focus on the weather waned, and in turn magnified upon the wolf, Deteste. He was quiet, rather quite ? only speaking when he needed, it seemed. He also seemed distantly friendly, offering kindness in the most subtle of ways. Inching slightly closer (though Caesar was not one to notice), a smile, and simply staying with him as he did. It was all vaguely nice, though also draped an ominous veil about him. There was an acute indirectness about the wolf, and it was hard to tell if he was being genuine or not. Of course, the imp cared little for the dangers of other beings, and spent no time trying to assess the other?s nature. He was merely happy for the company.
The little hellion received a rather scant reply, and momentarily he was stripped of his innocent air. A thin, mildly amused smirk coiled about his lips, strangely dark and baleful. ?So he does have a home. But he does not hide,? he concluded, his voice thin. This one was not afraid of the rain, so he would go out even if he had a home. ?He is strange. And he does not answer questions very well,? he commented upon the meandering of the answer. He didn?t care too much about it though; Caesar was not the prying sort of fellow.
His tongue would flick outward to wipe along his moist nose and whiskers, tasting the sweetness of the fresh rain upon his fur. The rain was good and all, but it came from a hateful source. The gremlin?s ghastly stare shifted from his company, and he slunk forward and to the right a step to peer around the rock. He would?ve looked over, but he was too short. Glancing towards the sky, he was pleased to glimpse the sun beginning to tug through the parting clouds. ?Gone,? he confirmed pleasantly. Now he could go someplace else. He didn?t really want to stay in the rock field, having just been traumatized in it.