A Drop in the Ocean
02-24-2014, 08:34 PM
He'd never been a fan of the summer, even if it had been the season that saw his life begin. Granted, it was the best season to spend time in the water, but when one was without water it was positively dreadful. Not a smile or simper crossed his lips, which were parted in effort to pant and lower his overall body temperature. This was one time when he did not relish in being a man of considerable size. "Even the bugs are done with this bullshit..." He couldn't help but chuckle, even if he didn't know or see the speaker. "Aye, they are." He would respond in effort to find out where the stranger was, and if he happened to be welcome here. The awful and strong aroma of a pack drifted toward him and he knew at once he could go no further. Perhaps this pack wolf would have enough decency to offer a stranger a drink, or perhaps not. "Would you mind telling a fella where there is some water he could drink? This damned heat is unforgivable." There was a certain celtic twang to his voice, but nothing that made it seem like gibberish or garbled in a mess. No, he'd practiced enough to tame his accent into something that was merely seasoning to his baritone notes. He stood stock still, feeling the sweltering heat beating down on his back, a gentle sway in his banner and an unassuming look upon his mask. "Talk" "You" Think |