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Skælingr I

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
-
posts
55
player
03-22-2014, 03:30 PM




Sk?lingr always enjoyed watching the reaction of others to his prescence. It only furthered to fuel his pride. He was a pice of nature's artwork, cut form the fabric of her ferocity and her coat of elegance. His kind was rare, precious and dangerous. The young wolfess stared at him and he waited patiently for the awe to pass. The wolves of Alacritis would have to get used to his prescence as Sk?lingr had no plans to go anywhere else and the territories of wolves were of little concern to him. He would go where he could find prey.


The beast listened politely as the femme wolf spoke of a lake and waterfalls claimed by wolves. He smirked softly to himself. It made no nevermind to him. While a pack of wolves could indeed be a thread he did not know many that would risk the lives of their comrades to take down a creature such as he when no obvious threat was offered. Sk?lingr was confident in his ability to at least slay two or three out of an attacking pack before he was felled himself. And death? Sk?lingr did not fear it. There was always a chance that he might see his family again in the the life that came after. Hopefully, if there was such a thing. He didn't really know. "Thank you for the information?. I do not no that I am much of a cave beast truth tell. I think I may chance the lake, I could use a good swim in this damnable heat." He shook his coat for emphasis, the thick woolen hair rippling down his taut, muscular frame.


Sk?lingr chuckled lightly to himself as he wondered if the femme was all there in the head. She spoke in a monotonous voice, almost like a dead thing. Placid and still. He half thought of charging her to see if he could jerk something in her soul but he was quite thirsty. The cat was about to continue on his path before she spoke, a note of something in her voice. Something alive. Was there life in this one after all?


Gracefully he turned to face her again, ears perked forward as she introduced herself as Isabella Ventflurrer, a loner, and before he could answer her questions or properly introuce himself another voice chimmed in. Sk?lingr blinked for a moment before spotting the little yellow lizard that was accompanying Isabella. He let out a jolly laugh at the little creature and nodded as Isabella spoke. He rather liked her as far as wolves went. Normally he tired easily of their company but this Isabella sparked his interest.


"Indeed he has! What might be your name my lizard kin? I am Sk?lingr and I'm no leopard but I am feline. I'm a tiger, a Siberian tiger, which gives me my massive size. I come from lands far north looking for new territory to settle as I'm now of age? I'd also hoped to find more of my kind but?" His voice trailed off. What he wouldn't give to see another tiger. Any kind of tiger. "It is good to meet you Isabella. A loner, though? Is that not unusual and dangerous for your kind? Pardon me I don't mean to intrude but I have always seen wolves in pairs or groups."