You got lucky, kid
10-01-2013, 10:01 AM
Traction was lacking on the wet grassland but for once the universe wasn?t conspiring against him. Apparently fate had finally gotten bored with throwing hurdles at him. Royale didn?t fall ? a fleeting concern that had run the gambit of his thoughts ? and he had a rather nice hare for his efforts. ?Now all I need is about a dozen more and things will be totally crash.? He chortled thoughtfully, lips twitching with a wave of amusement at his own thoughts as he relished the afterglow of a fresh kill. And he wouldn?t have to share it either. Fate, as if having heard the youth?s mental ramblings, was quick to present him with another possible dilemma. Royale was savoring the drip, drip factor of a meal he hadn?t scavenged for when the grasses parted, presenting him with the full view of another male. His heart skidded to a stop, the comforting palpitations quieting to a dull throb as the smaller gauged his obvious disadvantages. Typically loners weren?t a big deal ? at least not to him ? but this one was larger then most wolves he?d encountered, not to mention he wasn?t exactly projecting warm, fuzzy feelings. Still, Royale?s assessment was reserved and didn?t affect his amiable demeanor, flashing a big smile and offering a happy tail wag. Chances were if he was attacked he could take off, rabbit and all. ?That?d be Royale, loner extraordinaire! Roy if it?s a mouthful for ya. You are?? He chirped merrily, unperturbed and didn't wait for a response before he continued. ?Speaking of mouthfuls, just what are they feeding you guys down here? I mean you?ve got to be the second wolf I?ve met who?s practically a glorified hill.? He rattled off with scarcely a hitch in his speech. ?Not to say that you?re fat or something ? well you might be, can?t really tell from here, or maybe it?s fur? Are you just really fluffy but shrink two sizes when you get wet?? Speech, |