SILHOUETTES
08-18-2013, 08:28 PM
Clearly, she needed the morsel more than he did. Taurig didn't mind loosing his breakfast. There was more than enough prey to go around in Alacritis, whether it be here or back in Glaciem. He had no problem finding something else to eat later on. He would rather give his kill to someone else who really needed it rather than hog it for himself when he was clearly beyond well off. Cords of thick muscle lined his shoulders, forearms, and haunches, invisible now that he sat, but clearly visible whenever he was in motion. He had more than enough meat on his bones, so he could spare the meal for the young dove. He had absolutely no problem with that. His patience was paying off. He could see one by one as each of her muscles in her tiny body begin to relax, her hind limbs folding beneath her like his, forelimbs stretching out as she allowed herself to lay across the snow, patting the ground beside her, inviting him to join her. Well, that was good progress if he'd ever seen any. The gargantuan man allowed himself to lay across the snow, limbs splaying out before him in the same fashion as the girl's. He watched with the same gentle smile as she took the rest of the rabbit, slowly beginning to finish it, trying not to stuff her belly to fast. Though he was content to sit there in silence, he wanted to know the young woman's name and likewise, provide his own, that way if in a near future they ran into each other again, they could recognize each much more easily. What's your name little miss? Mine's Taurig. Talk like this |