One of a Kind

Though she was upwind of the creature, her ears flicked at the faint sound of footsteps. A groan would come from the bast, low but not threatening as she lifted a paw up and scratched at the side of her neck. "Il n'est pas agr?able ? regarder." Her voice would pick up for the animal to hear her, a violet orb focused on the wolf a few feet away from her. Pressing her paw against the ground the beast would do the same with the other forepaw, pushing herself up so she was sitting, her tongue trying to dislodge some berry skin from between her teeth. "No have food for you to steal." With her broken speech the bear would speak in a language the animal would better understand if she didn't know the french language.


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"


Awesome image made by Clash. <3