poor planning

*Royale* · 10-02-2013, 03:09 PM

Such few words had never expressed so much. Well, maybe that was exaggerating things a tad; Roy hadn?t really learned much of anything from the dame?s concise answer in actuality. Had he been a lesser man he might?ve attributed her curt reply as a bid to distance herself from the situation or possibly fearful of his company if she broadcasted too much. The thought of the autumnal-colored female being intimidated by him resulted in a snigger of disbelief before the idea was brushed aside in favor of conversation.

Standing tall Roy beamed, eyes narrowing to crescents from the width of his smile. ?Well my dear you?ve come to the right place ? or at least the only place within the next ten or so kilometers!? Paws scraped against the sandstone as he hopped from his vantage point onto another slanted stone slab that rumbled ominously with the additional weight of the boisterous youth who paid it no mind.

?Names Royale, call me Roy cause it sounds really pompous otherwise.? He chirped, wagging with obvious delight. ?Introductions might have to wait though, not sure how much longer this storm?s gonna hold out ya know? Hey!? The quick chattering ended with the wolf sharply turning around, back to the structure he?d already claimed as a possible hideaway. ?If you want you can bunk with me until it passes? I mean, you?re welcome to find your own hole or whatever but you?d have to chance getting wet while you do so.?

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