Seeing Double, Like Woah
10-24-2014, 10:05 PM
The fae was quick to retort, her words bringing a smirk to the brute's lips. He took her in, subtly studying her features. Her height surprised him; it was unusual to find someone so tall. Most wolves hit him mid shoulder at the most and because of that he was accustomed to looking someone in the ears instead of the eyes. Looking into the cerulean eyes of the fae, Valentine decided it was change he could readily accept. "So what kind of wolf does that make you?" A corner of his mouth lifted further in a lopsided smile. He should have seen that one coming. Amusement painted his features, brightening them considerably. Perhaps his time would be well spent here. Valentine deadpanned his response, "The excruciatingly bored kind." He was being silly and he knew it. Really though, was there anything wrong with that? He was tired of pointless aggression and violence. For once it would be nice to take a lighter tone. She was bored, he was bored, they made a fitting couple, did they not? Surely together they could come up with a way to alleviate the crushing monotony they'd found themselves in. "I've searched all over Alacritia for a remedy and have yet to find one," he sighed in mock resignation, eyes rolling heavenward in a facade that lasted for a second before he flicked a sly look in the fae's direction. "I don't suppose you know the cure for such a condition?" "Speaking" "Thinking" |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.