Lurking in the shadows
06-27-2019, 06:47 AM
Elegant eyes were not expecting anyone to come into the cave a little after she had. The male was definitely much taller and robust compared to she, but, the alabaster femme watched onward. The smell of blood crawled into her nostrils as she watched the behemoth rip open the hare, smearing entrails and the crimson substance that was to keep someone alive all over the walls. Though Altair was a pup still and had a lot to learn, she could see ill deeds from a mile away, and she was raised never to do that sort of thing. Though...she may have stolen a few prey items to keep herself alive, though the pristine pup regretted that decision for quite some time.
Some thoughts quickly left her when she found out she had been spotted, even feeling something hit her but she didn't really seem to mind. The pup thought that being calm would be much more beneficial than showing fear. Her ears perked up slightly when she heard the swear from the male, sitting on her haunches as her tail curled around her bodice.
"Why do you have to swear?" She asked curiously, raising an eyebrow slightly. This sort of greeting was probably not something that the male was hoping for, she wasn't going to give him the time of day by giving him a satisfactory result of cowering in fear or showing she was beneath him. Age wise, yes, but seeing someone destroy something so beautiful made her feel a little more frustrated with the male; even if she didn't voice or show it. "Ruining something that was before us is wrong. But, to answer your 'question' my name is Altair. Do I dare ask who you are?"
Some thoughts quickly left her when she found out she had been spotted, even feeling something hit her but she didn't really seem to mind. The pup thought that being calm would be much more beneficial than showing fear. Her ears perked up slightly when she heard the swear from the male, sitting on her haunches as her tail curled around her bodice.
"Why do you have to swear?" She asked curiously, raising an eyebrow slightly. This sort of greeting was probably not something that the male was hoping for, she wasn't going to give him the time of day by giving him a satisfactory result of cowering in fear or showing she was beneath him. Age wise, yes, but seeing someone destroy something so beautiful made her feel a little more frustrated with the male; even if she didn't voice or show it. "Ruining something that was before us is wrong. But, to answer your 'question' my name is Altair. Do I dare ask who you are?"