This Long Road
01-06-2014, 01:23 PM
The monstrous male drank in the small fae's words, particularly her name, bidding himself to remember it. He wondered if it would work. He had a terrible mind for things like that, and while he could promise the fae nothing, he did not voice this. Instead he listened as she went on, asking him to state his relation to what he was certain was a pack. A chuckled worked it's way up and out of his mouth, and he smirked. "Why, Liberty, I am neither. It's hard to be friend or foe to a pack you've never heard of before now." He considered telling her she could relax, that he wasn't about to commit some crime against her kind, but the words stuck in his throat. Could he truly promise her that? Instead he sighed and looked down at the rabbit. "I'm not going to steal your kill at any rate, feel free to eat." Now that he had calmed some, now that his mind lowered from it's frenzy, he could think clearly. He had returned to himself, and without incident, and was left feeling somewhat prideful for all that. He jumped back onto his boulder, to scan the horizon for any other intruders, thinking that perhaps he should have done this from the beginning. "Speech" |