homeland security
02-26-2015, 12:32 PM
Nagendra took a second to glance his company over, in an unobtrusive sort of way. He was a tall black wolf, with bright pale green eyes. He smelled of the pack lands – a packmate, not that he expected anything else. He was fairly handsome in his simplicity, substantial and masculine. Nagendra made no remarks though, but instead focused on the reply of the other. Slight surprise would caress his features as the other said his name. He would quickly then dip his head after regaining himself and confirm, his lilting voice still somewhat surprised, ”Oh, yes.” Had Valentine told others about him? Not that he minded. He was just a tad confused, and worried he’d done something wrong. However all anxiety (that is, that was for fear of his own error) was dispelled when the other explained. ”Lydovne? A siege?” he asked, his jade eyes widening as he felt the ghostly sensation of sudden fright within his lungs. ”I, uh,” he stammered. Secure the borders?! Nagendra knew that all of this hinted towards some potential for battling - important battling. Nagendra did not battle. ”You’ll have to forgive me, I only just joined. I’m afraid I don’t understand. Is someone coming to attack the pack?” he would ask, searching for certainty. He couldn’t quite answer the other male’s question, for he was the very opposite of a cunning tactician.
Soon after, someone else would join them. Nagendra turned his head to set eyes upon a young, nice-looking female. She greeted the other as “brother” (the black male’s name still evading him, though now was not exactly the time for pleasantries, it would seem), and approached. Nagendra gave a brief second to look her over, the surprise and worry somewhat draining from his face. She was a pure alabaster, with russet beneath her hazel eyes and on her ears. ”Nagendra Bahri,” he would reply, regretting the situation this pretty miss had found him in. He would’ve loved to dive right into charming the red right off her ears, but now his suaveness was contained by the baffling situation he’d been caught with. He would turn his head back to the ebony wolf, still looking somewhat baffled, as he awaited further explanation and instruction.
Soon after, someone else would join them. Nagendra turned his head to set eyes upon a young, nice-looking female. She greeted the other as “brother” (the black male’s name still evading him, though now was not exactly the time for pleasantries, it would seem), and approached. Nagendra gave a brief second to look her over, the surprise and worry somewhat draining from his face. She was a pure alabaster, with russet beneath her hazel eyes and on her ears. ”Nagendra Bahri,” he would reply, regretting the situation this pretty miss had found him in. He would’ve loved to dive right into charming the red right off her ears, but now his suaveness was contained by the baffling situation he’d been caught with. He would turn his head back to the ebony wolf, still looking somewhat baffled, as he awaited further explanation and instruction.