Like the dust in the summer rain
10-19-2014, 07:33 PM
Trica scoffed lightly at his formal introduction and instantly felt at ease when she saw the small ghost of a smile upon his muzzle. She stood up and shook herself off, licking through her fur a couple of times before looking back into the King's eyes. She smirked when she caught his tail wagging back and forth before quickly covering her face with mock indignation. "It is not proper for a kind to laugh at another's clumsiness." the white dame stated matter-of-factly, pretending to be hurt at his amusement. Her silver orbs were alighted with amusement and joy with the king. She was glad to see he hadn't been mad at her, and even happier to see that he was even slightly amused. She had been hoping for a friendship in the pack, and this one looked like a promising start. Speech, |
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