Death by Diamonds
06-11-2013, 02:16 AM
He had not chosen a good route to take, but every step was carefully placed and almost as many were painless. The dark wolf was making a steady trek through the paw-trap, unlike the other occupant. At first he was unaware of the female?s existence, so intent on making his way pass unscathed he noticed her yelp only to shrug it off. It was the uncanny smell of fresh blood that caught the brute?s attention. Neck snapped upwards and pale lilac optics landed on a russet doll some distance away. A shrewd, wayward grin etched itself onto Kerhasi?s maw as he paused, sinewy muscles dancing in delight under his chocolate pelt. Lets play. He moved forward charmingly, paying attention, still, to the broken gems but yet kept the majority of his focus on the wolf girl. He was silent, ghostly so, until he was almost near enough to touch her spine. Thick vocals hummed, laced seductively with his natural accent turned up to impress. Miss, are you hurt? Kerhasi feigned concern, taking an obvious pause and breath. Her scent screamed pack and wolves. Protection. He would have to be careful. Can I help? Against his lanky back legs his molten brown and gold tail lashed in agitation, pale eyes sought out hers. Playing the hero and yet he could not wipe away his wicked grin. His voice sounded more amused at the last. Speech, |