Why Did It All Go Wrong?
05-09-2014, 02:51 PM
Fear was in the air today, as well as unsteadiness. Both of these smells satisfied the rusty brujo as he would wander the hot and rocky plains leading to a great mountain. At the top, thick smoke bellowed from it, curling and disappearing into the distant skies. Lime gaze would be satisfied with the sight to behold, and would turn to leave, only to stop and swivel his ears forth to take in the sound of a soft and pitiful whine. Ah, the fear soon would reveal itself to the man, in the form of a pitiful femme. She was quivering in fear, and her face held the terrified expression he knew and loved. "Are you okay, little girl?" The man made sure to speak in the native tongue of most in this land, but lime gaze would glint as a plan would spark within his mind. Perhaps if he could calm this femme down enough and seem as if he were helping her, the rusty man could use her as an assistant. A calm and relaxed grin would spread across his face as he would lie down, his paws just barely touching the femme's own, and resting his head on his paws, awaiting a reply from the quivering damsel. "Speech" |
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