Birds of a Feather
01-26-2014, 02:20 PM
Amused by what was happening, he would follow her command and run, in the same general direction that she had but slightly off to the right. The swan paused behind him, obviously confused by the diversion, and he chuckled as he dove through a gap under the bush before him. He squeezed himself through and waited a moment to see if the bird would continue to pursue him before heading toward where he had seen the other wolf run. He would approach from somewhere off behind her and bark to alert her to his presence. A wide grin was plastered on his maw as he breathed heavily, trying to refill his lungs with the air that was lost in his short sprint. Quite daring, I must say, to choose the children of an angry bird for lunch. Wouldn't have been my first choice, but I commend you on it. ooc;; sorry so short x.x Speech, |