Tension

Boredom. It can do many things, play games with the minds. Manipulate you to do things that wouldn't be obliged . Make things interesting. Perking the lobes to the crushing of the foliage Siarvon would let out a long sigh " What brings you here. Or are you just simply exploring." There was no interest as of yet that filled into his Italian chords, yet there soon could be. " The name Siarvon." The gruff tones would unleash, the large brute would pace towards the ivory man, looking him over, not a single expression slipping his fa?ade. Siarvon can be many things, but he wishes for those to find out. The scent of Aria filled the smaller male's pelt. Perhaps she has finally found a man that treats her right. The ebony sealed lips would remain closed, though there was many things that he would like to say. Siarvon didn't. Not quite yet.