Knocking at your Gates [p]
03-26-2013, 02:42 PM
He would chuckle as she tossed a few droplets of water in his direction, trying to explain with words a picture he was sure was difficult to imagine. However, he did at least try, imagining the wonders of the blue glowing water in the moonlight. He could almost picture it, almost. A smile painted his face as he thought about anything special that Seracia had like that, but he had to admit that their delta did not ever glow except in the morning light. Even then the glowing was momentary, and scarce, and was only a result of the sun's angle upon the water's still surface. Either way, he was certain he had not seen any water like she described. "I can't say I've seen anything like that either, but there's no doubt it must be wondrous to behold." A wave of his tail would show that his speech was genuine. He couldn't imagine what a sight it must be. She went on to speak of her pack's nature, mentioning that they were a mixing pot. He liked that phrase, it was true for so many packs - including his own. So, she led with a relaxed paw. It was a decent enough idea, and one that he was sure worked well for her. He was fairly lax when it came to his own members, but certain rules were absolute. He was certain that a few of hers were the same way. "It sounds like you've got a great foundation set up. I'm sure Ludicael will prosper under such a wise leader." She was indeed wise, or so it seemed to him. She could be putting up a front and faking him out, but he seriously doubted that. He tilted his head slightly, raising a brow simultaneously. "I wonder how much thought you might have put into alliances and the like?" It was a simple enough way to bring up the subject, and would also provide him with valued information. Some leaders didn't give a rip about alliances, while others hoarded them relentlessly. He wanted to know what end of the spectrum Ludicael's founder might be on. "speeeeech" |