07-03-2018, 09:36 PM
I'LL BE GOOD, I'LL BE GOOD
He supposed he wasn't too shocked that Delta was the first to make an appearance, quickly followed by Charlie. Those two were by far the easiest to work with and the least likely to eat him, in his mind; Delta he'd been able to "bond" with the most, having arrived a bit before the others, but Charlie was clearly the baby and he, in fact, babied her. If he was going to bet on any of the girls eating him, it was Blue, frankly. She wasn't nearly as interested in being being cool, liked to have things her way, and was the most aggressive. Perhaps that was the nature of being alpha, but Bast had already accepted that he shouldn't even try with her. Not yet, anyway.
"Hi, Delta," he greeted with a couple of pleased chitters, offering a similar greeting to Charlie with a lazy grin as she appeared soon after, "Hey, Baby. You girls are a lot more cooperative when there's food, aren't you?" He studied them as the tore at the deer, contemplating if he should introduce his project to them before or after, but Blue's arrival had his attention sliding to her. He gave her a disdainful look as she snapped at her sisters and scattered them, but knew better than to interfere with their whole pack-y shit. "That was rude, Blue," he commented instead, despite he inability to understand him.
He turned his gaze back to Delta as she wandered away from the carcass, and arched a brow as she regarded him. "I have some things for you," he commented, pushing the meteorite shards a little closer to her with a paw. Bast divided them up once more, putting a bit of space between them so that she could regard them individually, and continued, "Look, pick one." He tapped on one with his paw, and then another, before making odd chittering noises at her. Helpful? Unlikely. Whatever. "See? Pick one, and I'll give you food."
[align=center]BASTILLEPRISONER — ASTRAL SERAPH — TAGS"Hi, Delta," he greeted with a couple of pleased chitters, offering a similar greeting to Charlie with a lazy grin as she appeared soon after, "Hey, Baby. You girls are a lot more cooperative when there's food, aren't you?" He studied them as the tore at the deer, contemplating if he should introduce his project to them before or after, but Blue's arrival had his attention sliding to her. He gave her a disdainful look as she snapped at her sisters and scattered them, but knew better than to interfere with their whole pack-y shit. "That was rude, Blue," he commented instead, despite he inability to understand him.
He turned his gaze back to Delta as she wandered away from the carcass, and arched a brow as she regarded him. "I have some things for you," he commented, pushing the meteorite shards a little closer to her with a paw. Bast divided them up once more, putting a bit of space between them so that she could regard them individually, and continued, "Look, pick one." He tapped on one with his paw, and then another, before making odd chittering noises at her. Helpful? Unlikely. Whatever. "See? Pick one, and I'll give you food."
Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]