Who Are You
08-09-2013, 07:26 PM
(sorry for the shortness)
Striker smiled, this was why he liked pups, they had yet to be corrupted by the world a simple show of kindness and fun meant the same to them as years of loyalty, fighting for recognition from adults. He gave a small nod as she continued the middle child then at least she wasn't being picked on, just bored. He was curious now, after his old pack had broken up he was in search of a new place to call home, maybe this could be it. He gave another smile shifting his wait slightly to steady his balance, ?ok then, I know another game we can play ? he croaked in replied, ?but you have to tell me about your home, what?s it like there, what is the alpha like, and do you like the other wolves,? he watched her for a few seconds waiting for and answer then reached out and tapped her on the shoulder with his nose, ?tag your it,? with that he turned leaping down from his perch, his claws dug into the ground as he landed creating small gashes in the soft earth, he watched over his shoulder keeping an eye on the pup even as he dashed a little further away from where she stood. He felt like a pup himself, let out of the den for the first time, it was a strange felling, and one he had not had in a long time. Speech, |