maybe we should make a movie

*Sigyn* · 10-13-2014, 12:58 PM

The male settled himself beside her, close enough that she could feel the heat of his body. For once, that was quite possibly all she would be knowing of this male and his body. The dainty gesture of crossing his forepaws was something she was not used to, neither was it something she might expect from a brute such as this. However, there was no point in making any comments on the ladylike movement. His vocals met the air again, a comment made on the dark beauty of the night they were observing. She smirked at his next words, the broad planes of her face played upon by the wry twist of her lips. "How sweet." She purred, the smirk becoming a grin as she let out a quiet chuckle. In the darkness, the rumbling sound of mirth could be mistaken for distant thunder. The birds agreed so briefly, on a melody to sing, and it rang out through the crisp night for just a few moments. The ashen prince went on to talk about the harmonies of the birds drawing him here during the day, and how lovely they were.
His introduction came smoothly, he must not have known she had no need for names. She never did, for while they were nice at times, they weren't always necessary. Nevertheless, her great head would dip politely to the male, her grin ever present. "A pleasure, Niketas." She hummed, gaze falling upon his features. "I am Sigyn, of the pack Yfir." She purred, her own vocals quiet and lilting. She took great pride in her status in said pack, and rather enjoyed announcing that her queen was the lovely Katja. Absently, tail tip would flick, banded forelimbs adjusting themselves so they were comfortably splayed apart, if a little haphazardly so. "So, ashen prince, what brings you out here on such a lovely night?" She inquired, raising a brow in his direction. It was not a night for listening to songbirds, so there must be another reason, right?

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