Let Them Eat Cake!
09-01-2013, 11:49 AM
She was much tinier than wolf he'd seen ever see, which was really saying something because he'd seen wolves of all shapes and sizes and now all colors. But there was something off about the tiny woman. Her scent wasn't wolf, but then it was. It was canine he knew that much, but as far what she was that wasn't wolf he couldn't be sure. He had never encountered a canine like herself, but that wasn't going to deter him from talking to her. If anything, that made him want to talk to more, to try and figure out just what exactly she was if she wasn't a wolf. Greetings, sir! To his surprise she called back to him, even daring as to pad forward until the gap between them had lessened. Clearly, this woman was a lot friendlier and more approachable then most wolves he'd met so far. She even went so far as to bow respectively towards him as she introduced herself as lady Antoinette. A gentle smile curled his ebony jowls, plume wagging gently. Good afternoon miss Antoinette, it's pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Taurig, the son of the king of Glaciem. He would return Antoinette's bow with his own, icy gems meeting her coral ones. I take if you're new here miss? He asked curiously, knowing he was right but wanting to see if she would provide some kind of explanation. Talk like this |