Love life
08-18-2014, 01:10 AM
Vereux's thoughts were broken by the sound of another's voice. His head lifted, and found itself stretching farther up for a taller man. Blue hued, slate blue, reminding him of his family. But then he remembered seeing a glimpse of him at the spars. So that meant he wasn't an enemy, but a stranger still making his tail flick a little. Though he seemed friendly, Vereux had lived in a life of deception, wolves lied. So his eyebrow would raise a little. ?Can I help you?? he mused slightly rude. Of course, he hadn't been the best at socializing. Everything had been between family he had to respect. But out here he was pretty much above everyone, which was something he had to get used to. So strangers were not the boys strong point that was obvious. It showed that his interaction was limited within his life time. ?I speak? |