happy in the nighttime, howlin' at the moon
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09-14-2019, 04:17 PM
Cannival smiled wider at the delightful wolf's giggles, her ears flicking forward to capture the sound. "Oh, no dear." She responded with a laugh of her own. "You don't want to hear a lioness' song. It's unfortunately the sort of noise that would attract the wrong kind of attention, and I don't want to disturb your night with wolves looking for a fight." Chances were that scores of wolves would respond to a lioness' roar, eager for the fighting skill or even her pelt. She turned her head back up to the moon as the woman did, admiring it's brilliant glow. "My name is Cannival." The lioness responded, exceptionally glad for Willoughby's friendly demeanor. She thought back to the last few seasons and could count on one paw the number of wolves she'd met that were as peaceful and kind. "What brings you to these lands?" Her voice broke the silence once more, eager to keep up the small talk. "Myself I came from a marketplace, a vile place if I might say." "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |
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