Paw prints of my Ancestors
12-14-2018, 08:53 AM
He praises her, and for that, she supposes a show of gratitude is in order. Unfortunately for him, however, she has never been a creature of polite niceities, and so, she merely dips her head in silent acknowledgement, before leaning to tear flesh from bone. She chews in silence, mulling over her companion, her impression of him, his actions and mannerisms, and after a moment, those cerulean orbs turn to regard him, holding him captive in a thoughtful frown. "What of your family?" she asks finally, swallowing. Her eyes narrow, both in curiosity and suspicion. "I can only assume they possess quite the legacy. From what you've told me, I doubt they are not notable members of this land". She waits in silence, resisting the urge to take another bite so that she may actively engage in conversation with the male, and waits to be corrected. speech action |