Ganja
09-15-2013, 10:19 AM
His face remained neutral as he waited for her to say or do something. Paranoia was staring to plague his mind, but he tried to ignore it. After all, she couldn't feel badly about the plants could she? She probably had no idea what they were or what they did. Finally she said something, it was a simple "sir" and he couldn't help but smile. She was so friendly, so polite, and so beautiful. She reminded him slightly of that girl Chrysanthe he met a few seasons ago. She was still stuck on his mind, why he didn't know, but he couldn't seem to shake her image from his mind.
"I'm doing great, thank you for asking," "You're very welcome." He quickly responded with a smile. He listened to her go on, and the more she spoke the less he worried about his pants. He started to zone out though, which was a popular side effect, but it was easy to cope with. "Yes, being an alphess seems like a rather busy job. A little too busy for my taste." He chuckled lightly, giving her a friendly wink. He had always been known to live a care fee life, he was no where near suited to fulfill the duties of an alpha. He assumed she knew that about him by now. "I'm doing just fine. Tending to my duties and collecting herbs consumes most of my attention, but I enjoy what I do. I enjoy helping others."
The longer he stared into her eyes, the more and more Chrysanthe plagued his mind. For some reason he was getting the vibe they she could possibly know her. Hadn't she come from another pack? Besides his little outings he rarely left Seracia. Maybe she knew who Chystanthe was? He just had to ask. He had to know more about her, and he had to know what he could do to get her off his mind. "Miss Epiphron, may I ask you something between you and I? It may be a bit random, but I assume you have been around Alacritis longer than I.
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