09-17-2019, 11:02 AM
Aodhán
little fire
All that is gold does not glitter; not all who wander are lost
The baroque stallion who is now a black feline, licks his paws to wash his ears. He looks at her with big green cat-eyes, then gives a slow no. ”You’re very kind. Thank you. I’m sure she’d like to speak with you as well though. We can keep this as long or short as you like.” he still offers. That way, the decision is hers to get to know him on a deeper level or just get acquainted.
She seemed very inquisitive about both him and the Pampas, so the feline stands. ”Would you like a tour, perhaps?” he offers. He lets the golden spots on his hide reappear, in anticipation of a change back to his normal form - the one he was born in, anyway. After all, it’s probably more polite to show her his true self, he thinks.
She seemed very inquisitive about both him and the Pampas, so the feline stands. ”Would you like a tour, perhaps?” he offers. He lets the golden spots on his hide reappear, in anticipation of a change back to his normal form - the one he was born in, anyway. After all, it’s probably more polite to show her his true self, he thinks.
@[Carwyn] phone post <3