Sera had a little lamb
Laz
03-28-2021, 02:07 PM
Realization slowly spread across her features and Tyrian just about lost it then. If his expression had been sly to begin with it was now downright cheshire. He watched her approach with the beginnings of what promised to be a wide, shit eating grin and stayed perfectly still while she got a noseful. At some point while he'd been speaking Tyrian had set his paws down and they now hugged the lip of the outcropping with just the tips of his claws exposed; suggesting, to anyone familiar with his strange sort of paws, that he was bracing himself just slightly. "Well then." An unfunny standalone phrase, but it and all it implied was enough to break the dam. Tyrian threw back his head and laughed, his weight briefly straining against the toes anchoring him to the rock. The look on her face was everything he'd hoped for and more, and the laugh was exactly what he needed after a morning spent rounding up wayward sheep. He held up a paw to stop the woman from going on; he'd heard enough. Still chuckling, he said, "I believe you. If I didn't we'd be tangling already." That was truth. If he'd thought for a second she was stealing from him he would have been all over her. Lucky for her it was clear she had been heading towards Fireside. "Can't say I come across wolves willing to fight for things that aren't theirs every day. So..." Tyrian stood up, stretched lightly, and then slipped lazily off the outcropping with the intention of circling behind her and putting himself between her and the sheep. "What do you want?" "" |
