Another Drab Day

*Archaic* · 01-28-2014, 06:18 PM

Arc watched the small female approach through the downpour. Where at first she was little more than an indistinct shadow, she soon took form. He rolled his eyes as she cursed the weather, as if he had not done the same mere moments earlier. She seemed such a tiny thing; a fact worsened by her sodden fur. It clung to her in strange way, and Archaic could not decide if she was attractive despite this or not. He wondered if it even mattered. This was not the weather for love making, and he really wasn't in the mood anyways, not to mention- e cut his rambling thoughts off. Why was he even considering it? He chuckled at his own neuroses. At the tail end of his laughter, he caught the fae's snide remark about his shelter and it nearly evoked a glare from him. Instead he barked out a quick laugh and slithered out from under the paltry branches. Perhaps this day had promise after all. "Hmm," he said, casting a mocking glance upwards as he loped after her. "You know, I agree. Your shelter is much better." He wondered vaguely if his sarcasm would offend the woman, as it would surely sap at his enjoyment. With his usual lack of social tact, he fell into step beside the fae, eyes bright yet sharp, tail lifted up as if he was having the finest day of his life. "Lovely weather, eh? And what brings you to this neck of the woods?" There was a fine line between interest and passing the time, he supposed, and if one could distinguish it now he would have been glad for it.

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