Look what the cat dragged in
05-16-2014, 09:00 PM
The gray elder would finally show himself and her violet gaze would fixate on him, a smirk crossing her muzzle. He seemed nervous and stood off from her, maybe for good reason. He would address her and she would bark out a harsh laugh. "Once mate? Is that what I am now? I hate to break it to you, Bane, but one fling does not a 'mate' make." She stalked forward, adding, "I also don't think anyone would steal children from anyone they considered a mate." She stopped maybe two feet in front of him before sinking down onto her haunches, her tail curling neatly over her forepaws in her signature style. Her eyes danced over him with a chuckle. Age hasn't been kind to you, has it? Such a shame. Tell me, how's the mate? Oh and your little pups, they're what... a year old? Almost a year? How precious." She scoffed, her gaze dancing with amusement. Her tone was taunting, her mind silently wondering how he had even managed to live this long. She was honestly surprised he hadn't made enemies with the wrong wolf and gotten himself killed by now. He'd already lost an eye, what more would his life be? Speech Thought Others |