PALE AS THE MOON UPON SNOW
01-14-2014, 02:55 PM
The short audits of the man would proceed to look up at the living one. The orange glow flickering at her as his eyes showed a light expression of strange curiosity. His tail gave a flick at the bottom of the floor. As he stood up his paws on the ground his head tilted. He had to looked at her again, move around her in a circle to get the full view. Of course it would make him seem like a stalker, but he wasn't therefore wouldn't care for the remarks. "I believe it's called Russian." Ubivat answered his eyes changed directions to the moon as he sat down beside the large beast. "My name is Ubivat, yours?" It took a lot to strike a conversation with the dead. Of course perhaps she was not aware that he was dead quiet yet. The empty shell of a body gave off an obvious living glow but it was only an illusion of course. Making him give a soft sigh. A living one who he actually was enjoying the company of. It was odd honestly, he hadn't felt like this in a long time since he died. Speech, |