Pirate's Hideaway
01-30-2017, 06:00 PM
Ræsa hardly noticed the wraith slip into the cave, and while on momentary alert, decided at last to pay him as much mind as he was paying her. She kept an ear cocked in the strange creature's direction, but ultimately it was a wiry and somewhat pathetic creature. She was not overly concerned. He seemed as awestruck by the unusual landscape as she was, and she was not of a mind to give even a second of her time to a creature that was not actively trying to kill her. Damn coyotes, she groused to herself. From the other side of the cave, she heard the nigh-inaudible echo of, "Fucking wonderland." Her head lifted, ears swiveled. Her eyes found him among the shadows, focusing now instead of merely observing from her peripherals. She blinked. Bodolf rose off of his rock, uncertain where his friend's mind was or what she might be planning to do next. Ræsa waved him off with a flick of her tail. "Isn't it?" she mused back. It was a beautiful place, and deserved their respect. Still, this creature was fucking weird. She was looking forward to parlaying with him. Canine, most likely, but beyond that... She had not a clue. "The first place I've ever seen like it." She was curious to see if he would reply at all, let alone what it might say. Bodolf loped to her side, smacking her with his tail and lifting a brow. She could practically read it in his eyes. She rolled her eyes at him and flicked her tail. She was just curious, he could calm down. It wouldn't be worth her time to trounce the thing, besides he seemed odd. Possibly worth a good time, but only time would tell. She took a few steps forward, still leaving ample space between them, (Really just far enough to brush her tail completely over the clouded leopards face.) The feline sneezed and glowered. Ræsa just cocked her head, waiting to see if the queer creature might reply. "Talk" "You" Think |
