Milk It For All It's Worth [Kaine/Abraxas]
03-20-2018, 07:28 PM
Upon hearing the howl Malleus cocked his head to the side and considered the voice. Feminine, that much seemed certain. The voice was forceful and he wasn't quite sure how to read that. Demanding? Confident? Perhaps he was asking too much of a summoning howl. There was no better way to find out than to meet the howler. – – – – The first thing he saw upon pushing aside the cattails, was Kaine. His gaze didn't linger there, though. How could it, when the creature who stood nearby was colored so atypically? The woman was pink; nearly the hue that white fur took once bloodied. Not as vibrantly colored or marked as Iskra so perhaps this particular woman was the descendant of a spirit. ”Kaine, a pleasure,” he greeted his relative with a warm dip of his head. The two hadn't ever really had a chance to speak, but Malleus knew the other's name through secondhand conversation. Friendly diplomacy was his default setting for unfamiliar Abraxas and so he would deal with Kaine politely until his uncle proved worthy of more or less than that. The two wolves seemed familiar with one another. It might have even been fair to say Kaine looked a little put out and the woman a little peeved. Honestly Malleus wasn't quite sure what he'd walked in to. Nevertheless, he pressed on. Very businesslike, he asked, ”I hope I'm not interrupting.” |