Living around Wolves 101
09-20-2013, 10:28 PM
She would catch two, three, four fish before she finally realized somebody was watching, or at least, cared that somebody was. Zanire would rise from the water, turning her large body around and made her way p onto the bank, dropping the fish onto her pile of now five plump fish. Yes, this would do quite nicely. With a quick shake she would sit herself down, using a paw to hook a fish and pull it over, turning it over with a tilt of her head. "No polite to stare." She would say i er still broken language, but not annoyed, just calm with a hint of an invitation for the feline to approach. The beats had not seen this feline's kind much, only a few times but that was from a distance. The last she remembered they liked their alone time, and would grow annoyed if somebody approached them or observed for too long. So, she thought maybe this one wanted to learn something about her fishing, or was just growing tired of its solitary life. Zanire wouldn't mind, her kind were also solitary, but she wanted company. Speech Awesome table by WolfEyez <3 |