Be Mine

*Valentine* · 08-30-2014, 02:24 PM

The wolverine would bitch something in the common tongue and a booming laugh from Valentine would fill the air. He rarely took things personally, although the creature's choice of words was certainly new to him. "I can't say I've been called that before." The wolverine paused to fix its beady eyes on him. It gave him a good, hard look before spitting out another explicit phrase that sent Val's brow-spots shooting skyward. "You kiss your mother with that mouth?" The only response he got was sour expression and a half-hearted grunt.

A voice from behind would draw the boy's attention away from the wolverine. Amusement still brightening his features, Valentine turned to look over his shoulder. He regarded the girl with interest, soaking up her appearance like a sponge. Seeing that she was trying to look around him, the brute would scoot over to accommodate her gaze. He'd jerk his head in the direction of the stranded creature. "This cub," The wolverine would hiss at the word 'cub' and Val rolled his eyes in response. It looked like a cub and it acted like a cub. It was cub. "Had the bright idea to camp out on a meat island and stuff himself silly. Now he's too fat to jump back." The wolverine erupted, lacing the air with indignant squeals. This, of course, pulled a huge grin from Valentine, who directed the expression to the fae.

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