we all survive in our own little ways
ft deathbelle
09-11-2019, 09:40 AM
Hemlock remained unaware that he was speaking to a woman of some rank. she hadn't introduced herself to him and therefore he was blissful of her title within this pack. he always just assumed wolves in packs looked down on loners anyway, so he wasn't exactly put off by this. no inkling was given and therefore he had no reason to give her the respect she felt she needed. he addressed her as any other pretty lady he came across. why was she any different? he'd spoken to Aurielle and Rags the same way. really, you had to worry if he didn't do that. it was cause for some alarm or disrespect of the other being. "Hemlock Memoire" the man replied easily enough, having been quite used to his own name and giving it by now. her question wasn't exactly prying; it was conversational at best. "for a whole year, if you can believe it." he chuckled, gesturing to his well-kept appearance with a snout before moving forward to grasp the pronghorn in his teeth. many hardened battlers of the road made themselves filthy and uneducated. he was above that. he kept himself clean and aware of the world around him. dragging the body toward her, he set it down with a soft grunt once he was close enough to the woman. "lead on; I will do my best to keep up" with your graceful strides he added to himself, not minding he was behind her. it gave him a good view anyway. |
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