Overtime
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The response she spoke had him let out a snort. There probably wasn’t amusement meant to be in those words but the mixing he did with them did make it in a way. Boredom isn’t an exact word he would have used. The cover he often use was just to kill time. Sounded better to his finicky ears. “That… Is not a good reason.” Instead of thinking, why not speak it? Moving his head to the side to view of anything that could be seen behind the she-wolf, his left paw began pecking at the ground. It was digging a slight hole that would or would not be noticeable once covered up. Reminding himself of her asking of the game he was about to play, a simple shake of his head started him out. “No searching but seeking.” Those words may have meant somewhat of the same thing but they were absolutely different to him. He would be more than happy to explain their differences but it wasn’t a time for teaching. “Perhaps I can help with this boredom.” He offered his time to give her something to do if she'd accept it. Looking down at the object he finally decided was safe to pick up, he dropped it in the hole he made for it and sealed it away. How that only sparked another game in mind... “Every soul has something they like to do. What is that liking for you? The fun you are looking for.” That word was a funny word in this encounter. “Fun” A slap on the paw was a thing to be done. His mind playing jokingly right now. For shame. This was getting off topic. Why is this being put into thought? Maybe because his mind was dealing with the thing called boredom. With a flick of his tail, the thoughts that flooded his mind vanished. The scent of the male is what generally drove her here. Strange, very strange but he couldn’t blame her. Most likely would have drove him into checking out the scent as well. “My scent really brings that much curiosity to you?” The words were in a joking manner but did held truth to them. He hadn’t heard of one’s scent bringing absorption to its source, however, he might have. There was no need for evidence when often times he was dragged in by a smell. A shrug of his shoulders and it was clear to see. Going back down into a bow, he awaited to hear her speaking. |