We Belong Way Down Below
01-09-2015, 12:37 AM
She would startle at his sudden consciousness, looking as if she were ready to bolt, but stopping when she realized that he was sort of in need of help, even if he wasn't about to openly admit it. He got a look of disapproval from her as she answered his questions, pointing out the fact that he was in herhome, threatening to call someone named Valen but deciding not to because he was pretty. He would narrow his own eyes at her, snorting when she called him pretty. Everything that she had just said up to that point didn't matter, up until she gave him the details of what was going on. I just woke you up, my name is Ganja, and you're in Imperium. He was...asleep? Why the hell was he asleep in the middle of nowhere? That didn't make any sense. He would let that sink in as he continued to listen to the rest of her words, her name and the name of her home registering with him. She was Ganja and this was Imperium. That didn't solve the mystery as to how he'd gotten here. So I was asleep? He would question her, a bit more gently this time, his body language relaxing ever so slightly. His teeth would disappear back beneath his lips, ears coming forward with attention. As he allowed himself to slightly relax, the realization that he was talking to a green wolf hit him. His chocolate head would tilt curiously to one side, unable to understand why she was green. Why are you green? He would ask rather bluntly, for the moment uncaring about his current situation, simply needing to know the reason as to why she was green. He had never seen a green wolf before. Was she sick? Had she been playing in something that made her green? He was curious to know. Speech |
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