These Lands Are Our Lands (p2)
06-30-2014, 04:08 PM
Her smile seemed to grow when he bumped her shoulder, causing his ivory tail to bump against the landscape. Good, he didn't like to see her upset. She was a kind female, and didn't do anything to deserve to be upset. Bass needed to watch what he was saying, at times the words just flowed through his maw. Her body seemed to quiver with something that she was hiding, but Bass would not stick his nose further into her own self. If she wanted to share, she wouldn't have tried to suppress it, and Bass was nothing if not a gentleman. He would respect that, and give her her own space to think, and to be. He couldn't help but watch her pale face as he spoke, her brilliant eyes shimmering against that blank canvas. He had to admit that she was quite a good looking fae, but his inability to act upon it was almost comical. The brute offered a sheepish smile when he told her that him and his littermates were unique. He agreed, the Destruction's seemed to have a very unique way of naming their pups. It seemed that they were all named in certain ways, all falling under the same category. His siblings were the musical category, and it quite fit them. He asked to sing for her sometime and a slight blush rose to his pale cheeks, he had never had someone ask that before. "Maybe we can do a duet sometime." He offered, his head tilting to one side as he waited for her answer. It would be quite interesting, he had a feeling that their voices would match quite well. His a deep baritone bass, and hers a sweet soprano. The mix would be very interesting indeed. The next question that Wren asked him had his head further tilting to one side. Have time for what? He was a new alpha, there was a lot of things for him to do. He was interested though, he wanted to know what she had in mind. When she did ask though, he fell silent for a moment. Meet her in the caves? "Are we not meeting right now?" He teased softly, an uneasy smile upon his maw. He had never been that way, it was quite the far walk from his pack lands. "What about at the Hot Springs? Abaven and Ludicael's borders meet there." He was unsure what they were meeting about, but it was always nice to have friends in other packs. speech |
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