the morning after
05-29-2015, 04:20 PM
Head and neck twisted in an uncomfortable angle against his right shoulder, he decided it was best to shift and face whomever or whatever was approaching him. As he twisted around he was met with the voice of the king, and his head instantly dropped an inch or two out of respect. "Sorry sir, I didn't know it was you." If he had, he'd have never spoken so disrespectfully. He didn't know the man and certainly didn't want to get on his bad side so quickly after being offered asylum. "There's a storm coming," he offered for lack of anything better to discuss. Didn't adults like to talk about weather patterns and shifts in the wind? He could scarcely remember his mother talking to anyone else, but he did remember her warning them about oncoming storms and how to get out of nasty weather. Previously flagged tail relaxed a bit and wavered placidly between his back legs as his amethyst gaze studied the cobalt king. |
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