Well, That Was Something

*Kovu* · 12-11-2013, 08:21 PM

Conversing wasn't his thing, Kovu was meant to stand back and observe, step forward when force was needed or a job had to be done. Baxter was the one who would talk, getting others wrapped around his paw. The brute never really understood why, but he wouldn't question his brother.

He would sit there on the bank, copper eyes narrowing as he searched beneath the service for the scaled creatures people called fish. He had seen them quite a few times but never actually took a moment to stop and catch them to snack on, no, him and Baxter took down much large prey that was delicious and gave you a nice work out.

It wasn't long before the other male spoke up once again, asking what brought him here then bringing up how he didn't know his name... An ear would swivel to the side, head turning an inch or two so he could glance towards the white wolf. A brow would raise in question, waiting for what he had to say, the only emotion he would show so far. He introduced himself as Magnus Bane, and asked who he was...

It would appear that this was the type of wolf that liked to talk to others, so the brute thought, what the hell, and would speak a bit more than he usually did. "Magnus Bane..." His raspy voice would repeat, head lifting so he could look up to the sky. "Kovu Karvichi, lookin for my bro." Never one to get excited over something, the brute's tone was full of boredom, but he would look back towards the male for a few seconds before looking to the river and motioning towards it. "You fish?"

"normal.
talk.
think.
you"

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