Snakes and Stones
Armando
07-06-2019, 04:14 PM
Armando didn't miss the lioness' distant expression. Surely she hadn't been so scared for the fire alone. Heck, he'd caught on fire and he was only mildly worse for wear. Perhaps there were other reasons for her pensive expression. The little panda had no idea. He'd watched from the treetops for awhile, but the day to day minutiae had been beneath his notice.
"I'm glad Abaven doesn't seem too worse for wear," he responded sincerely. If the pack had been lost there would be nothing for him to take and that would have been a shame. Nearly a week of surveillance rendered useless in a matter of hours.
Cannival, huh? He'd never heard that one before. "Kirby," he lied with a small smile. "If you don't mind me asking, Cannival, what brings you to Abaven? A wolf pack seems like an odd place for a lioness to be," he prompted gently.
"I'm glad Abaven doesn't seem too worse for wear," he responded sincerely. If the pack had been lost there would be nothing for him to take and that would have been a shame. Nearly a week of surveillance rendered useless in a matter of hours.
Cannival, huh? He'd never heard that one before. "Kirby," he lied with a small smile. "If you don't mind me asking, Cannival, what brings you to Abaven? A wolf pack seems like an odd place for a lioness to be," he prompted gently.
Armando has a female tufted titmouse companion. It doesn't have a name because it's dumb and doesn't deserve one. Assume it's with him always.
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