Always Prepared

*Andréas* · 05-07-2015, 06:54 PM

Andréas had been frequenting the South for much of his time in Alacritis, but his ever wandering soul had beckoned him to the West on this particular day. It was remarkably lucky that it had, because it wasn't every day that the spaniard got to see a woman precariously perched with her head... in a bush. She seemed to be digging, and as he neared her (quietly, of course) he couldn't help but stifle a chuckle. It appeared she had found what she was looking for, and he noted with some surprise that it was some sort of root she had unearthed. He watched with mild interest as she turned and let it fall from her teeth onto a pile he could only assume she was collecting. "Hola!" he offered with a genuine smile, knowing that unless she was blind there was no way on earth she would miss seeing the large man standing ten yards behind her. What are you doing with your head in a bush, señorita?" His tail wavered behind him idly as the spaniard looked her over - a cheeky grin on his features. She was cloaked in the purest of white, and stood considerably shorter than he. In fact, even though he was only a decent sized fellow, he dwarfed the girl by six inches or so. His head tilted to the side, offering her a lopsided grin as he waited a response.

"Talk"

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