Hell's Bells
08-01-2013, 07:01 PM
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His long directive seemed to surprise and somewhat overwhelm the little female, as the air huffed from her. It was a noise of excitement. His movement made to relax her seemed to work, as well. He saw the muscles in her body relax, and she mimicked his actions, stepping closer, and sitting back on her own haunches. He let the close proximity go unreduced. He didn?t mind being approached this closely. After a moment, in which she took his scent in, she spoke in response to his question. She was indeed seeking a home. Her eyes ran over him, taking his appearance in. Her next words surprised him. His nose? Ah, yes his nose. It had stopped hurting weeks ago, and he?d quite forgotten about the injury, but not how he?d received it. ?Ah, I was defending one of our healers from a rogue who decided she was easy prey for sport. Thankfully, myself and my sister, who is also our Lead Healer in the pack, arrived in time to stop him from doing permanent damage or violating her. My friend Obsidian had a hoof in the fray as well. For a horse, she?s quite fierce.? Mismatched eyes twinkled slightly. ?And she caught the male so off guard he wasn?t sure what to make of her.? Heavy tail curled about his paws, as he turned to the business at hand. She sought a home, and he was offering a home. He studied her again. ?What are you good at? Are you a healer? Or a warrior? Or perhaps a hunter? Our Lead Hunter Ashtoreth could use a paw. And would you like to hear some about Valhalla?? He could speak at length about his home and Pack. |