This Time There Is Time
07-13-2014, 10:21 PM
The male would move his head to the splashes of someone approaching, his reaction not startled. It was the girl he met a few nights past; Titania Oaks. And she was up and spunky as her voice suggested that night. Though Caeto was well rested now and wasn't ready to drop to his feet. Some of the warm swamp water had jumped up from her paws and he gently moved his face from the low flying droplets. "Mornin too." He would respond with a small raise to his chin. His face was emotionless, but the fae could probably image from his voice on the night they spent together. He could actually take a look at her facial structures, but his sapphires would only move slightly and not so intensely. He would memorize her figure and hopefully meet one of her family members to compare them. He hadn't traveled very far since he searched the orchid. But this just seemed like another dead end. His nose told him that this air was clean of anyone he knew. Walk "Talk" Think |
