Bitter Travel
02-18-2017, 08:26 AM
(This post was last modified: 02-19-2017, 12:01 PM by Erik I.)
It wasn't until when the space between them began to shorten that he realised how big she was. 'gods, she is one big girl..'he thought to himself before his grin only got wider and Rose was somehow intimidated by the size of her. She flapped her wings and went up to Erik's shoulders and dug her talons in his fur to secure herself there. Erik moved closer, a regal type of prance he gave to give himself more charm, or at least that's what he was hoping he was doing. "don't freight my lady, I am quite admiring the view even more so." he chimed while Rose, blocked by his fur for the moment, gave another eye roll. In her mind she was smirking at the thought if Erik got lucky enough to try and mount that.
He broke the distance between them where now just a few feet were between them. he didn't mind looking up and his tail now rested but still gave a slight wag here and there from simply having the company of another wolf. For him it had been too long. He gave a short laugh and shook his head slightly. "We are not, simply travelers actually. I am Erik and this is Rose." Erik never actually knew where he was born, just that it was near the sea. Since his departure from his father's pack a year ago and a few months; he had been trying to find it again. Up close the scare was easier to see, and it was clear that he had one bad encounter when he was younger. |
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Erik is a cunning and cheeky individual. He has no issue flirting with anyone, regardless if they are mated or not. He's a Lover not a Fighter