Shade and Darkness
06-11-2013, 01:49 AM
She seemed calm; Kerhasi would go even so far as to call her demure expression stoic. The dark wolf observed her reaction to his hello. In all honesty, he was so used to slipping between his three languages he rarely noticed when he did. However he wasn?t about to elaborate and merely allowed his wicked grin to widened when he was given an answer to the words she could understand. He felt her odd eyes on him as he moved, though not once did his steps falter. She appeared to be made of stone when he reached where he wanted to be. And that was her mistake. Giving no reaction was forcing whatever came naturally down and therefore the fae must not want to be read. He read others like they were speaking their thoughts to him and him alone. He relented, finally, speaking again as she seemed to wait for something. You could, h?ndchen, but you shouldn?t. The pale eyed wolf was unwilling to answer a question that was never asked. Not that he would utter any sentence similar to that. He asked questions, he didn?t receive them. Nose twitched slightly, gaze darted from attempting to meet her own to moving slowly, languidly, around her face. You never answered my question, that?s not very nice, he stated, voice soft and light and oh so roguish. It was a warning. She had let him close and now he was playing a game he intended to win. Tail flicked idly at his heels, the gold tip causing ripples in the quiet stream in which he stood, still relaxed. Speech, |