Love is Weakness

*Themisto* · 02-10-2014, 06:39 PM

He would wait for an answer, curiosity showing through a gleam within his amber eyes. She would cock her head as well and stare at him before speaking, her voice somber and straight to the point. His ears would cock backwards slightly, and would continue to look up at er while responding. "Themisto Mathias, what is yours?" He would inquire, wishing to know her name as well. He would study her for a moment, admiring her splotched pelt. He had yet to see another with her pattern, and it was very intriguing. He would not change his neutral expression just yet, as the lady had yet to give off a first impression. She seemed blunt, but not in a rude way. Perhaps she was a woman who just knew what she wanted, and how she wanted it. Themisto could respect that. "What brings you to this lovely abode?" He would add, as he wanted to keep this conversation going.

Speech,

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