silver lillies on a iron pool
08-13-2013, 04:54 PM
~*~ The fae's original response was not promising. Silverback's ears pinned back in annoyance. It wasn't that she was affronted by the language, or shocked or horrified so some such silly notion. It was that when she was addressed, she preferred it to be with respect - even reverence. Not in so luckluster and charmless a way. In another wolf it might've earned them a severed tongue. Still might if the she-wolf kept it up. But for now the tongue stayed, and it wagged on further, surprisingly, with words much sweeter to hear, however... misplaced they might be. The she-wolf was offering herself as a friend? Well that was much better. She was even offering to speak to... her pack? What was this? Why should she suddenly switch tactics and make such a proposal? Of course, who wouldn't want a snow leopard on their side> - but there did seem to be more to it than that. This wolf seemed to get it. That Silverback needed a friend. That need had driven the cat to some great lengths already. But it wouldn't take her as far as joining a pack. She smirked at the dog's description of herself and her kind. Nice to meet someone who wasn't dilluted with thoughts of false granduer. Perhaps that was why she felt free to speak coarsely; She knew what she was and accepted it. What an interesting creature she had found here in the dark, painted depths. "-I want to help you," Silverback heard the fae finish. At some level, the cat was touched. Feeling the gravity of the words, she rolled back and sat soundly on her haunches. The fae deserved a bit of openess on Silverback's part: "I'm afraid I've taken matters into my own hands regarding my loneliness.-" she rumbled, leaving it vague enough. She wouldn't go into details about her collection of little birds. She was quite fond of them, as a gardener would be over flowers, or a collector over rare seashells. Already she had gathered a youngster - a fluffy brown male with white fawn spots, a grown male - a lovely black and copper tinted thing with and adorable shyness, and a grown female - a brown fae with bi-colored eyes. Such wonderful things to treasure or terrorize at her leisure. "-But you make so bold and considerate an offer. What prompts you to feel something for such a thing as I?" Thought Silverback's words held their usual half-taunt lurking in the aftertaste each word, it wasn't complete this time. She was truly intrigued. |