never danced like this
03-02-2015, 08:34 PM
She would fail to meet eye contact with him when he asked about what exactly her rank did, but it didn't matter much considering he was primarily focused on scanning the landscape as far as he could possibly see. He did glance back at her, though, and noticed she seemed awfully interested in her kill. Was he keeping her from her meal? He hoped she would eat even with him there. He wasn't the sort of wolf that you avoided eating in front of. Rhythm soon offered him an answer, she hunted and did something of her own. What was her chosen skill? He thought to ask, but hesitated to do so. She didn't seen perfectly willing to speak in lengthy terms and so he would avoid asking her more. 'You seem to be taking to your duties well.' Ah, she was good at switching the focus onto him. He twisted his emerald gaze to her, offering a small smile. “I've always been the protective sort, it runs in my blood.” Armadas were all horribly possessive creatures, not only with mates and lovers, but with family and borderlines. There was nothing that suited him better than fighting for what he loved and wanted to protect. That was Imperium, now, and he would defend her borders until his dying breath - even if he shifted into a different rank. He watched her tear into her kill before lifting his gaze to the horizon once more. The buffalo were far away, near the outskirts of the Knolls. They did not seem spooked, so he knew that there wasn't a wolf around that area. He had taken to reading the herds while patrolling, it made it easy to cover a larger portion of ground. “It's thrilling, for me, knowing that the entire pack depends on my eyes and ears.” Those same eyes swiveled to her as he said this, curious as to what she'd think of what he had to say. “speak,” |
Kyarst is 2 years old, 142 lbs, and 36" tall. This is your warning. He is prone to acts of violence including but not limited to: maims, claims, dominance challenges, etc. He is also prone to foul language. Also, Lysis is allowed to pop into his threads whenever she pleases, as the two are almost always close to one another.