Post by The Burning Ruin on Jan 18, 2011 6:40:51 GMT -5
Live Your Life - T.I. feat. Rihanna
I stayed close in toe to Wintersleep and followed off of all his body langauge signals as best I could. Then the elk came bursting through the scene and he dove out of the way. I reacted the same way and leaped out of its way on the other side and my feet came down and broke the surface of the snow which I quickly hoped back out of to gain sure footing. Then the white bloodstained fea with a scar across her chest arrived on the scene. I gazed at Sleep for a second and commented "I take it that wasn't supposed to happen." And returned my gaze to the two.
She identified herself as his sister and their pack scents didn't match up. And I still reeked of my own birth pack at the moment no doubt too, so none of us matched at the moment. That amused me just a tad. As the violence of the moment rose I concluded that she was an enemy and didn't belong on these pack lands.
The way she conducted herself and talked, and the responses that she drove from Sleep where a clash of mocking, immaturaty(SP) and playful bander it seemed to me. And I in truth found this just alittle amusing. You know, kinda like that fuzzy feeling you get with looking at someone clearly under intellegent to yourself. Thats the kind of way this fea rubbed off on me.
I decided that staying out of it appeared alittle out of the question and the standoff lengthend and I chose to speak even at the risk of opening my maw and instering a paw. I sat on my rump and rose my ears to point straight up, my tail waging back and forth slowly. My voice was very level and plain, "Your not too bright are you? Just walking up like that. There be two of us and one of you."
Then I gave my shoulders a massive shrug and then rolled my neck until it popped. This wasn't a very aggressive notion ether because I did so in much the same manor of person just rolled out of bed. My voice was quick, slitly commanding, slitly begging, and with a pinch of aggervation mixed in. "Look, I just got here and I'm in a really good mood so why don't you turn round and go back to where you from, let ust go back about our business, we all go home and get a good night sleep, sing La Cu Ca Ra Cha, and then get back to killing each other later when its not so cold out that we're pissin' ice cubes? Deal?" The expression on my face matched my voice. I didn't have a full understanding of the situation aka whatever history or beef these two had with one another so I wasn't sure how my attempts to make temparay peace would go over but it couldn't not be worth trying right?
I stayed close in toe to Wintersleep and followed off of all his body langauge signals as best I could. Then the elk came bursting through the scene and he dove out of the way. I reacted the same way and leaped out of its way on the other side and my feet came down and broke the surface of the snow which I quickly hoped back out of to gain sure footing. Then the white bloodstained fea with a scar across her chest arrived on the scene. I gazed at Sleep for a second and commented "I take it that wasn't supposed to happen." And returned my gaze to the two.
She identified herself as his sister and their pack scents didn't match up. And I still reeked of my own birth pack at the moment no doubt too, so none of us matched at the moment. That amused me just a tad. As the violence of the moment rose I concluded that she was an enemy and didn't belong on these pack lands.
The way she conducted herself and talked, and the responses that she drove from Sleep where a clash of mocking, immaturaty(SP) and playful bander it seemed to me. And I in truth found this just alittle amusing. You know, kinda like that fuzzy feeling you get with looking at someone clearly under intellegent to yourself. Thats the kind of way this fea rubbed off on me.
I decided that staying out of it appeared alittle out of the question and the standoff lengthend and I chose to speak even at the risk of opening my maw and instering a paw. I sat on my rump and rose my ears to point straight up, my tail waging back and forth slowly. My voice was very level and plain, "Your not too bright are you? Just walking up like that. There be two of us and one of you."
Then I gave my shoulders a massive shrug and then rolled my neck until it popped. This wasn't a very aggressive notion ether because I did so in much the same manor of person just rolled out of bed. My voice was quick, slitly commanding, slitly begging, and with a pinch of aggervation mixed in. "Look, I just got here and I'm in a really good mood so why don't you turn round and go back to where you from, let ust go back about our business, we all go home and get a good night sleep, sing La Cu Ca Ra Cha, and then get back to killing each other later when its not so cold out that we're pissin' ice cubes? Deal?" The expression on my face matched my voice. I didn't have a full understanding of the situation aka whatever history or beef these two had with one another so I wasn't sure how my attempts to make temparay peace would go over but it couldn't not be worth trying right?