Don't Be A Girl About It
06-27-2013, 01:08 AM
The Knights confused face watched the brownish figure race across the ice. One brow raised, the other lowered as he bore a questioning look on his face. For a moment it had stopped, glancing around the terrain. Studying it. He pressed himself closer to the cold ground as it looked his way. The cold seeped through his fur, forcing him to shiver once as the ice touched his belly. The creature moved again, continuing its strange movements across the ice. It seemed to be sparring with the ice rocks and snow banks...? He was confused even more now. He wondered if she was playing with the ice or... The wind had shifted past him, towards the other wolfs direction. Cutting off his train of thought. At the same moment another wind picked up, pushing west from them. He caught a trace of its scent, but not enough to tell if it was a male or female. Just then, he noticed that she had stopped again. Watching her, he heard it speak. "Show yourself, Brute! I don't take kindly to hiding strangers watching me practice. Though, if that's where you get your kicks... So be it. But at least let me see you." "It" was a female. Her voice sounded sweet, and seemed to contain an accent as well. He sighed, so much for being hidden. Though he must've done a good job if she didn't notice the first time. He stood then, and slowly made his way towards the frozen water. He kept a guarded expression in his eyes. His face donned a neutral, emotionless mask. He would approach her, she had been the first wolf he met since he arrived at this continent. His cool jungle green eyes watched the girl carefully, if she had been practicing her fight skills then he didn't want to invoke an unnecessary fight. He thought it wouldn't be a very fair one, especially with her being so much smaller compared to him. The mottled brown brute stopped on a rocky outcrop in front of her. He lowered himself to his belly. His wet belly fur pressing against his skin again as his body made contact with the cold rock. "I apologize if I intruded on your...training. I'm just a passerby, I mean no harm." He told her simply. His voice never quavered or betrayed anything other then an apologetic tone. He really did not mean to walk in and disturb her day, but he hoped he could get some answers as to where he was. Normal, Think, Speech, You, |