easy does it
ft abaven
06-23-2019, 12:17 PM
a soft voice made him look up from the waters. twisting his neck, he'd face the source to see a young woman standing there. she did smell like Abaven, so there was no reason for him to tell her to go away. this probably had been her home before it was his. plus, Benedict was happy to interact with anyone in the pack. " 'lo there" he'd reply, his deep tone ringing quietly toward her so not to scare the fish away. she even had a request; to teach her to fish.
chuckling softly, he'd motion with his tail to the side for her to take a place. "sure, if ye don't mind m' company" he hadn't taught anyone in two years what he even knew himself. he tried to remember the basics. not letting the shadow fall, waiting between each fish for the others to re-gather... "why don't ye sit beside me, so I can teach ye better?" he invited formally. it'd do no good for her to sit... say, on the other side of the rapids. "m' Benedict, by the by." the man added in with a warm smile. |
to note; benedict speaks with a slight european accent