[A]nd [w]hat is this place?
10-22-2014, 11:20 AM
Dhiren had been walking across the Delta, making sure the borders were being kept stealthy with scent and guards. Alpha life was pretty busy and he was lucky to have a little bit of time to himself. Feeling blessed and happy that his life was slowly coming together, he walked with a new spring in his step. It hadn't been there before and he was sure to keep it around for a good while. As he neared the coast, he felt the salty sea air brushing his dark fur. Silver and gold eyes hid behind closed lids for just a second, when he heard a familiar squeal. They snapped open and he turned his head towards the wider part of the beach. Charm was there somewhere and he knew that she wasn't alone. The scent that wrapped itself around her own was unfamiliar and his chest rose into his throat. Immediately, he set up at a sprint towards her. His paws hit the cold, hardened sand as he raced, intending to come up and snatch the young girl from the stranger's clutches. Instead, he appeared just in time to see her approach the woman without any shame. His brow furrowed and he slowly trotted towards both females. "Charm!" he sharply called, ears slightly flattening against his skull. "Come here, please." His large form stood to its highest, bi-colored eyes flashing beneath his furrowed brow. She knew better to approach strangers like that, and because of the past incidents with Guinevere, he was paranoid about his daughter being snatched up, too. He had never been stern with her, but because of how she was acting, he had no choice. Once he ensured that he was safely next to him, he looked over to the stranger with a slightly concerned gaze. She was drenched from the ocean and smelled strongly of fish and the deep, salty war. The woman was shaking and from how she stood, she looked lost and confused. His brow's furrow lessened and he made sure Charm was glued to his hip before saying anything to the unknown female. "Excuse my daughter, miss," he said, turning to look at Charm with a caring, yet stern gaze. "She must have slipped away from her mother without her realizing it." His look said, 'We will talk about this later.' Then, he looked back to the woman and continued to speak. "What brings you to this shore, miss...?" He wasn't sure about introducing himself just yet; he wanted to know the other party's name before relaying any information. Talk like this |