Home Sweet Home, I Guess...
04-17-2015, 06:07 PM
She was a child, but more important than that - she was his childish sister. The rusty brute stretched, sprawling his limbs forward and bowing low to the earth. He could feel his ligaments and tendons strain - all while relishing in the feeling of stretching his sore muscles. He rose back to his full height, an impressive one at that, and eyed his sister as she urged him to lead the way. A smirk creased the side of his face that was turned away from her as he moved forward, slowly at first before building up to a bouncy trot and finally a smooth, even lope. He moved very much in a catlike manner, paws hitting the ground almost silently while his head and neck hung low - even with his spine. Purple tongue swiped across his lips as he purposely flared his nostrils, drawing in great long breaths in hopes of detecting some form of dinner in the nearby vicinity. The stench of rabbits tainted the air as he crossed twenty yards in a matter of moments. Despite his weariness it felt good to run, to hunt. He lowered his head in a predatory manner, dropping his neck a few inches below where his spine resided. He slowed, calculating the best method to capture the furry creatures. He tossed his muzzle over his right shoulder, offering her the simple command: "Aller à droite." With that he would drift to the left, ears falling back over his snow blown skull and eyes narrowing to dangerous golden slits. "SPEAK FRENCH" |
Art by Evelyn
Rozenn is allowed in any thread Claude is involved in, end of story.
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