He's A Pirate

*Nemesis* · 04-13-2014, 12:47 PM

Prone to fearlessness, Nemesis regarded the big wolf with curiosity. He should have been intimated by her size, or her eyes or any number of things, but he wasn't. With naive innocence, he regarded the giant as a potential playmate.

She spoke to him, dropping big words on him and leaving him without a clue as to what she was saying. Befallen? Like 'he be fallen, yo'? If that was the case she was mistaken, because he hadn't fallen down. At least with that word he had an idea of what she meant. What the heck were 'sleights'? Instinctively he understood that she was asking about what he was doing although the words she used to ask him were confusing. "I got attacked by bad guys and then chased them off." He said proudly, glossing over the fact that his bad guys had been imaginary.

He gasped as something he'd noticed when she'd walked up to him clicked. "You don't have a tail! That's so cool!" Unabashedly interested in her rump, Nemesis ran around the fae to get a better look at her stumpy tail. "Did you lose it in a fight? "

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