Let's Have Some Fun, This Beat is Sick
02-04-2015, 04:54 PM
She laughed in his face. And it wasn't a teeny tiny giggle either, but a deep belly laugh that immediately began to blast holes in his pride. Well then. He'd never had someone laugh so heartily upon learning that he was an alpha. No one had ever laughed period. Valentine had half a mind to be offended. When she at last got a hold of herself, Valeriya set about mocking him with words. Now he was indeed offended. In the span of a few seconds she managed to poke countless holes into his dignity, causing great rivulets of pride to gush freely from his damaged ego. The speed with which she'd done it was rather alarming. More frightening still was that she'd managed to find a chink in his armor that he'd been unaware of. The brute liked to think that he knew his faults very well and this knowledge allowed him to not only roll with the punches, but to also poke fun at himself in a way that kept the aggressor from winning. He harrumphed. “I do know of Ebony.” The current king was adorable. “But I have no idea what you just said.” There were too many v's, y's and x's in what he assumed was a fancy schmancy title that meant absolutely nothing to him. “It sounded good though, so...” He returned her mocking bow. “My Lady.” Valentine then rose and said, his tone easily matching hers, “And just so you know, it's Imperator Lordy Lord Valentine, current King and ruler of Imperium, bastard son of Cataleya the nameless and Taurig the useless.” He paused, thinking. “Seeing as I founded this pack and had no name until I did so, I suppose that makes me the founder of my "royal" name and bloodline.” “” |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.