Walking Is Like Flying, Right?
10-28-2014, 11:26 PM
She had caught the pups attention it seemed with her strange entrance, and as her breathing cooled down she took a seat beside the young life, so that she could better see his face and they could talk easier face to face. The pup seemed happy to meet her, and she greeted the excitement with a smile of her own. She was surprised the little thing knew her name, she hadn't interacted much with the pups of Abaven, not with everything else going on with storms and repair works and all the rest of it. Tinaro would rise, although it did little to make him bigger beside Motif, and would move a few steps before attempting to turn his stride into a run. She rose again, laughing good naturedly as she looked the boy over carefully. He was so small, but his paws where so large and he had had little chance to grow into them. She nosed the boy, encouraging him to get back on his feet. ?I think I see your problem, your tripping over your own paws, there almost the size of your head!? she joked as she stretched out her own paws before him. 'Put more distance between your steps, one foot in front of the other instead of trying to move all at once or tripping over your big feet.? she took an exaggerated stride and turned it into a run, rushing a circle about the wolf in a flurry, her long fur flying behind her, elegant and silver in the sunlight. "Speech" |
