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Maverick


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03-25-2013, 08:00 PM
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The idea that he'd crossed the border never meant anything to the lad. As far as he was concerned, she was the only thing on his mind that meant anything. A sigh would slip from his lips as she responded to him, commenting that three days had been too long. A grin replaced his simper. "You're telling me," He whispered in her ear, tones guarded and hushed so that her brother who could still be nearby would not hear. He may have figured out their interest in one another, but Maverick wished to keep what he could of their relationship private. His mother had not gotten it out of him, and neither would this Syrinx. She would speak up again, calling him crazy. He let out a light chuckle. He knew he was crazy, but it was all for her. "I survived my mother, how much worse could your family be?" He smirked, but then grew more serious, bringing his muzzle a bit closer to her ear. "Your brother isn't going to rat us out, is he?" Of course if he chose to there wasn't much Maverick could do about it, but he was still worried nonetheless. He knew nothing about Valhalla or their methods, and that was scary enough.

Salmon tongue would creep out of slightly parted jaws as he attempted to plant a kiss on her cheek just by her ear, although he wasn't certain if she would pull away from him or not. He wouldn't blame her if she did, for her brother was still standing by - or so he thought. A slight tugging sensation was felt radiating from his tail, and Maverick turned his head away from her, craning to see what was causing it. Balatro. The little otter had been fool enough to follow him all the way to Valhalla? Who knew the creature was so attached? A smirk crossed his lips as he watched the sea otter bat at and toy with his tail. He was a playful creature. Turning vision back to Epiphron, he would utter words that were a bit louder and could be heard by Syrinx, if he was even still around. "This is Balatro, my new... friend." The otter would trot forward at that moment, grinning from ear to ear and chirping excitedly. "Hiya!" Balatro spun in a tight circle and twisted between the set of eight paws created by the two wolves. He continued to chirp periodically, happy to not have to be alone.



"speeeeech" , "otter speeeeech"