ends of the earth
05-31-2019, 05:19 PM
Oxide didn’t take his eyes off of this estranged sister of his, though her tears dried up and she seemed to regain her composure her expression became uncomfortably warm. He remained impassive, and maybe a little more haughty than intended. His head held high and chest puffed with his tail laying at his ankles. Riva made no note of the thievery, instead continued on to tell him about her time with the healer that had raised her.
He really had no desire to get to know her, or listen to every detail about her life. She looked uncertain as though debating how to proceed. Ox tried to decide how he might best gain advantage of the situation, and debated about walking away as she asked if he had a plan. He stifled a scoff as he peered at her through garnet eyes, unsure what to tell her. The truth, or lie?
”I’m going to challenge for a pack.” He told her confidently despite the statement being as far from the truth as possible. ”You smell like one,” he said while masking his disdain for packs. ”What’s your pack called? Who’s your leader?” He pried with a ferocity he didn’t really feel.
He really had no desire to get to know her, or listen to every detail about her life. She looked uncertain as though debating how to proceed. Ox tried to decide how he might best gain advantage of the situation, and debated about walking away as she asked if he had a plan. He stifled a scoff as he peered at her through garnet eyes, unsure what to tell her. The truth, or lie?
”I’m going to challenge for a pack.” He told her confidently despite the statement being as far from the truth as possible. ”You smell like one,” he said while masking his disdain for packs. ”What’s your pack called? Who’s your leader?” He pried with a ferocity he didn’t really feel.
