05-24-2018, 11:25 PM
VINCENT NOVIS ✧ observer — the ascendants — tags[/color]
Yes, Pitou had forcefully invited herself into his life and well, the moment she was there as well as gaining some type of interest towards him it only proved difficult to get rid of her. He wasn't able to brush her off or let alone lose her without her finding him again, he had decided that he might as well embark on this adventure of hers since he had nothing better to do that and he would likely be dragged along with or without his agreement. Hearing her uncaring voice made his ears flick for a brief moment before he said in return quite sharply "Well, I'm not that slow I am only a few feet behind you. If you wanted to run on ahead then be my guest," He snorted avoiding the possibility of rolling his eyes at her though his sharp retorts were only reserved for Pitou as of right now anyways especially since he was comfortable around her even if he would never admit to that. The border collie would snort as he carried himself forward picking up the smells of other creatures with that highly sensitive nose of his, his ears angled forward and he would stifle a growl not wanting to seem at all hostile.
He had definitely picked up on where Pitou had wanted to head towards, that was a thing about Vincent. His senses were almost more sharper than any other dog, he would clear his throat a bit hearing what she said but didn't bother answering since she never paid him heed either way. He would trot over taking a seat beside her and adjusting the scarf around his throat briefly glancing down at the peridot that hung from his throat held by a silver chain. He lifted a paw to adjust the glasses that rested on his muzzle "Any farther and we would be trespassing. They have a border, of course." He said in an almost matter-a-factly tone, his eyes would then survey the area picking up small bits that stuck out to him the most of the territory. He had only heard vaguely of the clans and well, he wasn't sure which one this was though since there was animals they would surely answer his questions better than his companion. His pink nose would twitch for only a moment with both his pointed ears angled forward to catch any sound, he was sure that someone would arrive sooner or later. Hmm, maybe he would be able to get Neferpitou off his arse finally.
Not likely but it was definitely worth a try.
"Do me a favor and try not to pick fight with the locals, at least, not until we're settled in well enough. It's called friendly sparring," His gaze shifted briefly and flicked an ear saying as a soft sigh escaped his slightly parted jaws "They'll already know I associate with you so, I might as well keep you in line." His British accent made itself clear and known to the world, he had a satchel on him as well. He mainly carried books and some of his notes in the bag, some of them were brief reminders to himself about certain things and certain people.
He had definitely picked up on where Pitou had wanted to head towards, that was a thing about Vincent. His senses were almost more sharper than any other dog, he would clear his throat a bit hearing what she said but didn't bother answering since she never paid him heed either way. He would trot over taking a seat beside her and adjusting the scarf around his throat briefly glancing down at the peridot that hung from his throat held by a silver chain. He lifted a paw to adjust the glasses that rested on his muzzle "Any farther and we would be trespassing. They have a border, of course." He said in an almost matter-a-factly tone, his eyes would then survey the area picking up small bits that stuck out to him the most of the territory. He had only heard vaguely of the clans and well, he wasn't sure which one this was though since there was animals they would surely answer his questions better than his companion. His pink nose would twitch for only a moment with both his pointed ears angled forward to catch any sound, he was sure that someone would arrive sooner or later. Hmm, maybe he would be able to get Neferpitou off his arse finally.
Not likely but it was definitely worth a try.
"Do me a favor and try not to pick fight with the locals, at least, not until we're settled in well enough. It's called friendly sparring," His gaze shifted briefly and flicked an ear saying as a soft sigh escaped his slightly parted jaws "They'll already know I associate with you so, I might as well keep you in line." His British accent made itself clear and known to the world, he had a satchel on him as well. He mainly carried books and some of his notes in the bag, some of them were brief reminders to himself about certain things and certain people.
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