Can't Make It On My Own [joining]

*Dayton* · 04-04-2014, 11:05 AM

The delicate boy held still as again a pair of eyes examined him. This time he managed to keep his face from heating up, but a flutter of nerves unsettled his stomach. It was so unlike him to be in the spotlight - it was making him anxious. The fluttering only intensified when the royal alphess asked about his skills. Once more a flash of warmth arose in his cheeks.

Dayton nodded politely, cracking a smile. "Yes, ma'am, I do." This was difficult enough for him to admit. His demeanor was normally so quiet and humble. But now was the time to be open. The young boy squared his shoulders. "I am very fast and agile, providing skill as a hunter or a runner. I am also quite clever and good at hid ing, so I could serve as a spy - that is, if the current state of Tortugan politics led to such a need." His mouth curled into a companionable smirk.

In the short silence that followed, Dayton let out a sign. Had he really done it? Had he talked himself up? It seemed so unlike him. His armor was beginning to fall away. Well, desperate times call for desperate measures. The male smiled again at the thought as he waited for his queen to respond.

Walk.
"Talk."
Think.

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