11-08-2019, 11:14 PM
[member=8845]moth[/member]
- ♔ -Olalla should have expected the horrible, warbling racket to attract attention, yet some part of him was still surprised to see someone else approaching. And not just anyone else, someone... oddly familiar.
This young one bore too many similarities in appearance of a being in Tanglewood he had met a while back but Olalla could never be sure, he licked his crimson laced lips to shake off the suspicions. But he stood unphased, still focused on the warmth in his guts from the recent kill. Well, as much as that tiny bite could be considered a kill. The beast stopped, he glanced at the two feathered rats above to make sure they wouldnt try to dive-bomb him again. He gave one last snarl at the birds. Little effect.
- ♔ -But his curiosity was peaked, nonetheless.
Dim yellow eyes locked on the creature, following her attentively.
A moment's silence would fill the air - save for the incessant bickering from the two robins - as he contemplated his actions. His thoughts. His words. With an audible and a head bob for the greetings. With an intense breath in, the beast would shrug, wearing a cloak of thick indifference, "Yes ma'am. You must be?" His tongue lazily swiped over his lips; his nose, collecting the rogue remnants of crimson youthful robin blood, "if you were wondering about the birds, it's their chick that's making 'em scream and screech.." Or, more specifically, the death of their chick. But these were petty details.
- ♔ -Rolling his shoulders, Olalla faced this creature squarely, this time not bothering to hide as he sized it up. Studied her "Whats a Tanglewood doing out here in," he would say this next part in a weird geekie voice. "No- Man's Land." If anyone had joined his band, he would have been more direct. But with no one at his side he had to throw coyness into situations, especially peculiar ones like these. A short grin spread on that wicked maw, trying to find its place, trying to reclaim its domain, as he held her gaze. "Please excuse my rudeness and unmannerly lunch behavior."
- ♔ -What brings you, oh familiar-looking one, so far from where I think you're supposed to be?
Or was crazed beast just connecting dots that did not exist...?
- ♔ -Olalla should have expected the horrible, warbling racket to attract attention, yet some part of him was still surprised to see someone else approaching. And not just anyone else, someone... oddly familiar.
This young one bore too many similarities in appearance of a being in Tanglewood he had met a while back but Olalla could never be sure, he licked his crimson laced lips to shake off the suspicions. But he stood unphased, still focused on the warmth in his guts from the recent kill. Well, as much as that tiny bite could be considered a kill. The beast stopped, he glanced at the two feathered rats above to make sure they wouldnt try to dive-bomb him again. He gave one last snarl at the birds. Little effect.
- ♔ -But his curiosity was peaked, nonetheless.
Dim yellow eyes locked on the creature, following her attentively.
A moment's silence would fill the air - save for the incessant bickering from the two robins - as he contemplated his actions. His thoughts. His words. With an audible and a head bob for the greetings. With an intense breath in, the beast would shrug, wearing a cloak of thick indifference, "Yes ma'am. You must be?" His tongue lazily swiped over his lips; his nose, collecting the rogue remnants of crimson youthful robin blood, "if you were wondering about the birds, it's their chick that's making 'em scream and screech.." Or, more specifically, the death of their chick. But these were petty details.
- ♔ -Rolling his shoulders, Olalla faced this creature squarely, this time not bothering to hide as he sized it up. Studied her "Whats a Tanglewood doing out here in," he would say this next part in a weird geekie voice. "No- Man's Land." If anyone had joined his band, he would have been more direct. But with no one at his side he had to throw coyness into situations, especially peculiar ones like these. A short grin spread on that wicked maw, trying to find its place, trying to reclaim its domain, as he held her gaze. "Please excuse my rudeness and unmannerly lunch behavior."
- ♔ -What brings you, oh familiar-looking one, so far from where I think you're supposed to be?
Or was crazed beast just connecting dots that did not exist...?
[table][tr][td][/td][td]
I demand only this...that you join with me in building a new Rome, a Rome that offers justice, peace and land to all its citizens, not just the privileged few. Support me in this task, and old divisions will be forgotten. Oppose me, and Rome will not forgive you a second time!
[/td][/tr][/table]