Brokering deals
11-16-2014, 10:50 PM
He wouldn't listen to anything spoken until his brothers voice filled his ears. He would lift his head, his emerald gaze snapping to his brother immediately. His face remained void of any emotion, even as his brother pleaded with him to go, to leave. He would meet his brothers gaze with emotionless eyes. No, he wasn't leaving. He wasnt going anywhere. His gaze would flicker back to his uncle as he spoke. I'm staying. But I will come visit. His voice was surprisingly strong, firm. There was no arguing with him, he had made up his mind. He would meet the gaze of his uncle, his aunt, and his grandfather before finally looking against at his brother. Without another word he would turn away from the crowd that had formed. He would pad away, his plan to return to his den and go back to sleep. He would leave without a word, not bothering to stop if anyone protested. -exit- Speech, |
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