Oh no! ...anyway...
Hana
09-13-2021, 05:38 PM
At the mention of 'his lot' Tyrian drew a paw to his chest on bent wrist in a who, me? gesture. That didn't sound like him at all. Nope, not even a little. Except for when it was relevant to the conversation . Or it worked in his favor. Or it served a purpose of some other kind. Okay, yeah, it sounded like him. But what could he say, he was the best, it would be impossible not to knock his peers in conversation. "...is there something you need to tell me?" At this he he shrugged and held out a paw to examine his claws as though inspecting a new manicure. "I don't know, how likely are you to get mad at your boyfriend and go revenge fuck a rival?" He was going to fluster her again one way or another. She mentioned him raising livestock as if that was a new discovery, and since he would never dispute that or try to hide it like it was shameful Tyrian just tapped the side of his nose. Bingo, he raised livestock. Sheepskin wasn't silk but his people worked hard and ate well, and he was damn proud of that. Beneath him as a king? "What, raising prey instead of chasing them when I'm hungry? Yeah that's dumb, who would do that? Relying on chance is a much better strategy. I mean, who needs to be well fed all the time. Certainly not kings." "" |