Something to carry inside
12-13-2013, 06:15 PM
The male kept a fair distance from the feline listening to her words like they were a record playing over and over again. As he stood up, hearing her ask about his coat, he looked himself over. It was his royalty, the strange coated colors intoxicated a very thin line of sustenance between the other lupines and himself. Even albino's could not compare, to the strangeness and complexity of the grays covering his soft fluffy fur, thick from his native land of Russia. He shook himself free of the falling snow, sticking out his tongue slightly with the thought then turned towards the feline. First he gave a slow nod, but pulled his paw out in front of him to tell her to wait. "Do not make me bleed." He stated in his monotonic manner as usual. "I shall leave after, living creature." It was as simple as that, he couldn't feel pain, but it didn't mean it wouldn't scar his body if something deep embedded itself into him. The numbness came with the downfall of not knowing when he was in danger. So that was why he was so careful, if not for the lack of emotion he showed, despite having it. The dead one placed his paw down and waited for the creature to take what she pleased so that he could leave. It would grow back quickly, since it was winter. Speech, |