poisoned rationality
The child looked rather startled, as if her speech was something out of the ordinary. As if. He started speaking quickly thereafter, every syllable completely lost on the lass. In one ear, out the other. However, her wary facade did not falter. This was still a northerner, and they were not to be trusted. He might be submitting now, but she could turn her back on him for a second, and the youth might attack her. Narrowed whiskey eyes looked the lad over. His confusion seemed sincere, but liars came in all shapes and sizes. Charcoal tail tip would twitch anxiously, heartbeat stuttering in her chest. "Ohun ti idi mu ọ lọ si ibi yi, odo kan?" She asked slowly, each word enunciated clearly as she held his verdant gaze. Her tongue would escape her dark lips, swiping across her muzzle quickly. Her whiskers seemed to have captured a few droplets of water, and only now were they starting to annoy the femme. Ivory brow spots would lower over her eyes as she scrutinized him. There was no proof he meant her harm, but neither was there proof he meant to do good here. The tribe could be in danger, and let no one say the dove would not protect her family if she could. Translation: What reasons bring you to this place, young one? OOC: Sorry this took forever, also sorry for crappy post. A Wary Dada is a single minded Dada. |