To The Mountaintop
04-18-2017, 06:00 PM
She seemed slack jawed at his size, though Wes was equally as giant as him. Well okay he was only 3 inches taller but still both were giant. He couldn't deny that she was pretty which meant Wes was likely to try to see if he could make her fall all over him. As if he needed more of a reason to be so vain. Wes' groan received an eye roll and a shirt. Shouldn't he know by now that Colt would always try to keep him on the straight and narrow. His attention turned back to the tiny female before them. She was definitely petite, at just 29 inches and maybe 50 bucks heavy, or light. Definitely a maid of porcelain in colt's eyes. Colt was a man of honor and virtue, and this woman would quickly find that out. He would fight his brother if it meant keeping him from deviating from what was good. He moved towards the woman a soft smile on his face as she introduced herself. "It is good tha' he has been, other'ise ah'd 'ave ta whoop 'im one." he gave a pause as he moved his paw. His paw extended moving to be under her legs backside, his eyes never left her face nor did his smile leave his face. His leg then lifted hers hopefully as his head lowered, a press of his nose was aimed for the top of her paw. It was a gentleman's gesture and one he knew usually worked for non southern ladies.
As he released her paw he allowed a name to slip from his mouth. His. "Colt MacNarah." with that he stepped back once more to be shoulder to shoulder with Wes. Her question would not go unanswered as Wes seemed to be on it. He gave a chuckle and a shake of his head. He had not been lost at all, rather exploring and following his two other brothers. He gave him a nudge with his shoulder and a smirk. "Ah 'as nevah lost Wes, ah 'as behind yah tha 'ole time. But I dun see a problem wi' us all stickin' it out wi' one ahnot'r, yer welcome ta even join our fam'ly until ya find some place else ta go." the invitation was sent now to see if this girl would stick around so he could keep a better eye on Wes. After all if you put a pretty girl in front of him he would in theory stop chasing other tails until he got hers.
As he released her paw he allowed a name to slip from his mouth. His. "Colt MacNarah." with that he stepped back once more to be shoulder to shoulder with Wes. Her question would not go unanswered as Wes seemed to be on it. He gave a chuckle and a shake of his head. He had not been lost at all, rather exploring and following his two other brothers. He gave him a nudge with his shoulder and a smirk. "Ah 'as nevah lost Wes, ah 'as behind yah tha 'ole time. But I dun see a problem wi' us all stickin' it out wi' one ahnot'r, yer welcome ta even join our fam'ly until ya find some place else ta go." the invitation was sent now to see if this girl would stick around so he could keep a better eye on Wes. After all if you put a pretty girl in front of him he would in theory stop chasing other tails until he got hers.