Something to carry inside
12-12-2013, 06:51 PM
The wolf spoke some language that the beast knew not the name nor the translation of. A single eyebrow would raise quizzically, but lowered just as quickly. The mutt seemed to be attempting to coax her out of her tree, but the daemon was not in the mood for puppy games. The next time he spoke, the mutt mentioned a delusion that was obviously false. The warmth that radiated from his body spoke of life, but if he truly wished to be dead, she would gladly help the dog in that venture. The wolf examined her tail, his warm breath ruffling the fur at the tip. She flicked it at his face, aiming to tap into his face. The canine professed a harmless intent in his being there, receiving a snort in reply. "Mhm... Whatever." The tawny monster muttered, rolling her pale golden optics. Powerful muscles would ripple as she leapt from her perch, landing a few feet away and whipping around to face the wolf. Seating herself in the cool snow, the beast wrapped her long tail around her massive paws and flexed the claws into the snow, stretching her muscles. "You still haven't answered my question, why are you here, mutt?" She growled, impatient and slightly annoyed by the blatant avoidance of an answer. Whiskers would twitch as she scented the air for intruders, always on alert for more invasions on her territory. Talk like this |