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05-05-2015, 08:53 PM
He liked that he could joke around with her, and that she could appreciate his humor for what it was. She knew he was perhaps only half serious about the things that he said. The other half was feigned certainty in his own skills and a certain degree of arrogance. He'd always been an arrogant lad, and despite his age he still retained much of that trait - he assumed it ran in his blood. A contented sigh crossed his lips. He hadn't known they were getting so close to her den, and yet there it was - rising into his view just ahead of them. Almost instinctively he slowed, as if he wasn't quite ready to get there yet. At that same time she beckoned him to stay, to tell her a few more stories. Ah, stories he definitely had. "Sure," he murmured gently and obligingly. He would never deny her such a simple request, and in all honesty he was thoroughly enjoying her company. "What kind of story would you like to hear?" He slowed further, pausing to cast an uncertain gaze in her direction. "If you don't mind I'd like to stay out here.." It wasn't as if her den wouldn't be comfortable and perfectly lovely, it was more a matter of how it might appear if he was seen slinking in or out of it by prying eyes. An ear flickered back idly, hoping she might understand and appease him for now. |
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.