some tired island In your heart called Paradise
08-25-2013, 01:03 AM
As he was showing his prize to the world the young pup had hardly noticed he had collided with the form of another wolf. He looked up to see a she wolf of white and gray, her face ashen while the rest of her form boasted the same color as he. The creature was dropped from his inky lips as they fell open in awe. He had hardly seen another wolf, other than with his mother. He stood quite still, frozen in his place, his emerald gaze finding her own. Her words spilled out and he was almost unsure if she was asking him a question he was still a bit in shock. "May I ask what exactly you're doing?" He blinked his eyes and shook his head to clear his mind. What had he been doing anyway? Well, um. Play'n? He looked up at her with a tilt to his head, still unsure about her question. Speech, |