Concerning Mint and Druids
07-31-2013, 10:39 AM
CROSS MY HEART AND HOPE TO FLY ~*~ As the conversation continued, both patries were watched with keen dark green eyes. It was only when the other male sat down that Cross relaxed a little. The mannierisms of the stranger were far from the kind that inspired fear. In fact, in Cross's mind it seemed a little ridiculous that this grown adult could get so sunshine and honey comb happy over a little girl's bag. Maybe he was gay. Cross was yet to encounter a wolf of that sort, yet but he'd learned not too long ago that they existed. Takes all types to make a world, it seemed. When the stranger sat down and introduced himself, it cut some of the tension in the air. The white and black guard dog let his cream colored belly fur sink into the stone. He crossed his outstretched forelegs and rested his chin upon them - still ready to leap up at a moment's notice, but also ready to just enjoy the day. He knew Orica lived for this sort of stuff - meeting people and making friends. Socializing. Blek. Cross just silently resolved himself to wait it out. I WILL LIVE TO SEE YOU DIE |
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