Climbing the ladder

The soft breeze would gently bury deep within his fur, ruffling through before whisking of. Winter was coming to an end and it'll be soon replaced with the birth of spring. His large paws would shuffle and his eyes would allign with her own mismatched ones. " Divine guard?" The title would press against his tounge, before nodding once in agreement, " That'd be great song, thankyou!" He would give a chuckle and leave her to rest, afterall that was her intention " Ill let you get on, its been nice to see you around." As the last words oozed out of his ebony lips he would bow his cranium towards the oracle and venture of to go reside back to his den.

//Siarvon exit//
"Speech talkie talkie", he said, glaring.