I'm not gonna write you a love song

N/A · 07-28-2014, 03:42 PM

He had heard strange things and he simply had to investigate what was happened towards the icy wall. He heard a fae exclaim about a wall being stupid and he grinned. He headed towards her and she appeared to see him since she called out a demand for identification. He stopped and dipped his head. "I'm Octavius Rook Amend but you can call me Rook or Octavius or whatever really." He proposed, loud enough for her to hear, to her as he hesitantly took a step back. "Permission to approach ma'am?" He asked her with a small frown. He had seen her fall and was concerned as he felt he should be. It was only the honorable thing to do to make sure that she was alright. If she was injured then he could go seek medical help or stay with her until she felt better. It was simply his personality taking control over his body once more.

His smoky gunmetal fur was caught slightly by the wind and it ruffled it slightly but he did not waver despite the biting cold winds that the north produced. He was curious as to why she was alone. She certainly was a looker in his eyes. He took a calming breathe as he formed a small smile. He hoped he could be of service to her in some way. His dull yellow eyes held kindness in them as he awaited permission to approach or a request to leave. He'd refuse to leave of course and he'd approach anyways, but he felt he needed to ask for permission before he did head towards the dark colored femme.

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