03-19-2018, 10:58 PM
He hadn't been expecting anyone to show up so soon, jumping slightly in fright as Beck spoke. Turning his head, it was hard to suppress his shock at the poltergeist's... "injury" on his face, nevertheless, the boy was managing- somehow. Swallowing, he politely listened to the other boy, tail twitching anxiously. "It's nice to meet you, Mister Beck! Wh-what am I good at? Umm..." Atlanticpaw trailed off, trying to think. "Well... I'm a fast runner! And uhh... I like to climb trees... is that good?" He sure hoped so. As long as they didn't require him to be a good swimmer... a small shiver went down his spine at the thought of water, anxiety flooding his body before it was interrupted by another voice.
Turning now to face Amunet, he was again, shocked by her appearance, but not in a negative way this time. Lance found the leopardess to be quite... pretty, for the lack of a better word. However, he meant that platonically, since she was wayy too old for him- she looked like she could be his mom, in fact, if she were a leopard... and still alive, of course. "Thank you, Miss Amunet. It's nice to meet you!" The boy chirped cheerfully before whipping around to face his next greeter, a smile finally forming on his muzzle for a few brief seconds before fading into slight confusion.
Double jointed? What was that? He had never heard of that before... was it a talent, like the Angora was suggesting? "What's "Double-jointed"? I don't think... I've heard of it before." Of course, that could've been because his family was quite sheltered, and definitely not all-knowing of all the talents of the world. "It's nice to meet you, Venus! Err, I sure hope I have the talent..." He answered with slight worry in his voice, blue eyes darting back to the figure of Beck as he waited for some kind of answer.
Turning now to face Amunet, he was again, shocked by her appearance, but not in a negative way this time. Lance found the leopardess to be quite... pretty, for the lack of a better word. However, he meant that platonically, since she was wayy too old for him- she looked like she could be his mom, in fact, if she were a leopard... and still alive, of course. "Thank you, Miss Amunet. It's nice to meet you!" The boy chirped cheerfully before whipping around to face his next greeter, a smile finally forming on his muzzle for a few brief seconds before fading into slight confusion.
Double jointed? What was that? He had never heard of that before... was it a talent, like the Angora was suggesting? "What's "Double-jointed"? I don't think... I've heard of it before." Of course, that could've been because his family was quite sheltered, and definitely not all-knowing of all the talents of the world. "It's nice to meet you, Venus! Err, I sure hope I have the talent..." He answered with slight worry in his voice, blue eyes darting back to the figure of Beck as he waited for some kind of answer.
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