Whiskey burn
10-12-2014, 06:20 PM
ooc - fine by me, ill assume bas knows his name then too :)
She would not hear him at first, wouldn't even notice him until a twig came flying. The innocent branch would strike her side, not enough to be damaging, but certainly enough to be startling. She would flinch, jumping so that her limbs would pulled beneath her. Ears fell back against her skull, hackles bristling as her narrowed gaze searched for the culprit. It didn't take long to find his familiar russet face, he stood out like a sore thumb against his home. She would growl at him, lips lifting in a faint snarl. "You could have just woken me up, you didn't have to start throwing things." She would grumble, forelimbs pushing her up into a sitting position. The motion brought her only a few inches closer to the border, but there was still an awkward distance between them. "You've been here, I don't think you have to worry about respecting the borders now." Despite her grouchy tones, a faint smirk would lift her dark lips. WORDS HERE |
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