Red Hots
08-31-2013, 12:19 PM
He would not see the disappointment in her sea colored eyes, but instead the smile that would twist her pale lips, seemingly approving of what she was seeing. Clearly she had to be an older member of Glaciem, given by the potency of her scent. It was obvious why his father had accepted the woman. Her coloration was exceptional. Her pelt was such a vibrant hue of russet, contrasting splendidly with the ivory that coated her muzzle and underside of her belly and chest. She was a petite thing, but clearly there was much potential for breeding with her. The pups would come out to be very interesting, with her fiery coloration and his father's lack of pigmentation. Taurig internally groaned at himself, his ears falling back against his skull. He was starting to sound like Isardis now. He really needed to get away from all this estrogen. The red woman would not stand from her comfortable resting place, but simply incline her head in greeting as she introduced herself. Pleasure, indeed. Levada Lillith Lovelle, Brood to the King Isardis. Enjoying what you see? The fact that she had introduced herself as his father's brood made it seem like she was proud of that fact. But how could she be proud of being a breeder? The grey-blue knight would never understand his father and his reasons for having constructed such a pack. I would have to say miss Levada Lovelle, your coat is quite the beauty. I haven't seen many with your type of coloration before. Talk like this |