so sing me a song and string me along
08-03-2013, 03:49 PM
~*~ Silverback hadn't been looking for pity or even sympathy when she'd spoken. In fact she'd chosen her words to give as unaffected an air as possible. Not that it seemed to do much good. Either the wolf before her was very perceptive, or the simple idea of being the last in the world was so forelorn sounding to her packish mind that she could only hasten to assure the cat that it was not so. Whatever the reasoning behind it, it was topped off with a compliment. Flattery, even when it wasn't taken seriously by the snow leopard, tended to be a shortcut to her good opinion. She flicked her tail playfully and bobbed her chin, giving the she-wolf a good of you to say so look. The mutt's next statement was upon the ordinary-ness of meeting those of her species. Perhaps a little inconsiderate considering the cat's fate. Silverback didn't take it to heart however, she just gave a mental roll of her eyes and made a wish that one day she could become bored with the sight of another feline. "My name is Silverback," murmured the mountain cat in return to the next question. "And I am four years old - an young adult for my kind. I was born under the constellation Lyra, which, with my family's rich traditions and mythology, signifies that my life is to be bound up in music, and dreams, and the distant reaches of the next world." Her eyes grew glossier with the throats of the ancient tales her mother wove above the fur lined nest. "I am considered terribly huge for my breed, but I suppose it's a result of my siblings dying off young and all the food going to me." She grinned, or rather smirked - it was a rare day that a true smile showed on that muzzle-. "Figured I'd cover all the basics to save time. You see, darling, I'm quite new at this whole 'conversation' thing, it's an art I've neglected most awefully." Oh the she-cat could spin words and she could put on graces - she could appear as beautiful and lofty and proud as a prietess of old, but the truth was, she was inexperienced with socializing. All of Silverback's graces and skills were ones that she'd been born with and had been smoothed overtime. Any that she did not possess she wouldn't be bothered about learning, but she felt it only right to warn the white fae. ooc: edited just to switch table |
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