bend the grass
02-25-2014, 07:22 PM
He might not see the woman who had approached, but there was no denying her presence by the amount of estrogen that flooded his nostrils. With haste his head would swivel in each direction as far as it could go, ears following suit in efforts to pinpoint her location. However, it seemed she had stopped moving, and without movement it was unlikely he'd find her without venturing out himself. He remained where he was, standing still and relaxing his frame ever so slightly. "I know you're there. Listen, I'm not looking for trouble, I just want a friendly spar - if you're up for it." There was a sincerity to his tone that was undeniable, and though his face was scarred he tried his best to appear non-threatening. All the while he knew this could be a trap, a set-up of sorts, but he would refuse to believe such a thing until it was proven to him. "Talk" "You" Think |