way down south
02-22-2014, 02:11 PM
To his surprise, she would comment back in the affirmative - she did live nearby. The question was precisely where, though it was a question he dared not ask after just meeting her. He was smart enough to know that the odds of her answering were slim. His tail curled neatly around his hips, the tip thumping whenever his nerves fired and told it to. There was an uncertain look upon his face, mostly because he found it hard to believe that the south was half of what it had been cracked up to be. From what he'd seen of it, he wondered why anyone would ever want to live here. His mind settled upon deciding where to go next, and eagerly his emerald gaze would stretch as far as it could go, to the far reaches of the plateau and beyond. Land masses could be seen in the distance, though nothing appeared interesting enough to warrant a closer look - or else it was too far away to judge whether or not it might be interesting. She also seemed uncertain, for as his gaze drifted back to Anais her expression was different. It seemed she hadn't done much adventuring in this particular area, either - which made him wonder how much of an explorer she really was. If she lived nearby, as she claimed, why had she not been through here before? '"I'm sure there's got to be some place around here that's interesting. Maybe we can find it together."' He couldn't deny his willingness to go anywhere but this particular spot, and so he would nod his head in the affirmative. Yeah that sounds fun. Maybe we can find some water, I'm awfully thirsty. A smile would follow, traveling with the realization that he would no longer be alone in his southern adventures. As much as he hated to admit it, he really did loathe being alone. She was the solution to a problem he hadn't even known about until now. He lifted his haunches from the earth, allowing his tail to sprawl out behind him - wagging pleasantly in the wind. Kyarst would stifle a yawn brought on by the warmth all around him and pad slowly to her side, slowing as he neared her. Let's go, he chided, a note of urgency in his timbre. He was eager to find somewhere more enthralling than this. speech, |
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.