Shifting sands of time.
10-23-2014, 12:09 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-23-2014, 12:10 PM by Istaqa.)
The scent of a onetime rival notified Istaqa of the male coming up behind him, he glanced over his shoulder inclining his head as Shai greeted him. The man turned his attention back to the stone, one ear perked and turned back in the event the bigger male chose to speak then. Istaqa allowed his tail to brush slowly across the ground as a sign that he was not at all bothered by the black boy?s presence despite his lack of words. He had no qualms about a silence settling between them, feeling more natural this way though he was aware it was not necessarily how others felt. Gbọ mi sọrọ, |
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