moonglow
01-24-2014, 08:12 PM
Lysis was one of the few half-siblings he recognized and could pick out of a lineup. There were so many that truthfully he was almost certain he'd never memorize all of their names and appearances. Still, he was glad he had gotten this one right, for it would be embarrassing to call someone by the wrong name. He would retain his pleading stance, waiting for her decision - and hoping it would be in his favor. He wasn't really sure how much trouble he might be in, but he suspected it would be enough to make him regret showing himself to her. There would be an ultimatum, it seemed she needed more convincing than his adorable exterior could provide. Mind would whirr as he tried to think of a plausible answer to her question, one that might throw a wrench into her own plans so that she couldn't hold it over him forever. ?You might be bigger and older, but I don't think Da would be pleased to know you were out this late either.? Despite his age, cleverness had already instilled itself in his mind. Yes, this technique would work far better than trying to look cute. Demeanor would instantly change, returning to one that was more confident and relaxed - more poised. He appeared more Armada as he stood there, daring her to disagree with him - daring her to prove him wrong. He knew she wouldn't rat him out, because in doing so she would tie the noose for herself. An ear would flicker back to the penguin, who was thus far keeping his golden beak shut - probably for fear of being eaten by the unknown wolf. Kyarst would remain silent, not yet willing to beckon him forth - at least not until this matter had been settled to his satisfaction. ?speak,? |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.