A change in scenery
01-21-2015, 01:12 PM
"Wolverine." Ichoth repeats the word carefully, feeling it's sound upon his tongue. Silver gaze studies the mammal, lingering upon it's razor claws and teeth as she suggests he try his luck. The slate beast shakes his head, decisive. "I don't feel that such a small animal is worth my time to challenge." Eyes dart back up to the female, as she speaks again, the words dripping from her maw like poison. A bored expression crosses the grey male's face. "Yes, I'm aware I know nothing of Alacritis, I just admitted that. Are all the wolves here stupid, or is it just you?" He refused to grovel at this bitch's feet for information as he knew she expected of him.
Ichoth took a step back and shook himself out, muscles rippling beneath slate pelt. He needed to relax, he could feel himself getting worked up. He didn't stand a chance against a fight with these beasts unless he learned more; if this female could be such strange colors and enchant a small mammal to follow behind her, who says she didn't have some odd magic to pull the air from his lungs before he could leap?
"Look, I'm sorry. I'm hungry and irritable. It's been many moons since I saw another canine, and I fear I've lost many of my manners." He forced himself to drag his glare off her face and towards her feet.
Ichoth took a step back and shook himself out, muscles rippling beneath slate pelt. He needed to relax, he could feel himself getting worked up. He didn't stand a chance against a fight with these beasts unless he learned more; if this female could be such strange colors and enchant a small mammal to follow behind her, who says she didn't have some odd magic to pull the air from his lungs before he could leap?
"Look, I'm sorry. I'm hungry and irritable. It's been many moons since I saw another canine, and I fear I've lost many of my manners." He forced himself to drag his glare off her face and towards her feet.
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