SHOW ME WRONG FROM RIGHT
10-16-2013, 09:42 PM
Had his sarcasm totally been lost on the blue hued woman? Shrugging, his ears pricked as she introduced herself. Her surname the same of the king that ruled these lands. The name alone commanded respect, and he wondered just how she was related to the king. His experience with Isardis had been limited, but he still knew who the authority of the pack was, who his loyalty had to remain too. When she asked what he did, he felt a slight prickle as he looked at her. What would he say?
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Armada." He replied politely. Before sitting down a respectful distance away from the woman. "I haven't declared a duty yet for the pack yet, though I'm hoping to become a knight one day. I'm hoping to learn how to hunt soon. I can't wait to actually do something useful. Everyone treats me like a pup, still." He didn't mention his blindness yet, and wondered if the dame could sense that something was off with his physique.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Armada." He replied politely. Before sitting down a respectful distance away from the woman. "I haven't declared a duty yet for the pack yet, though I'm hoping to become a knight one day. I'm hoping to learn how to hunt soon. I can't wait to actually do something useful. Everyone treats me like a pup, still." He didn't mention his blindness yet, and wondered if the dame could sense that something was off with his physique.