GET AWAY FROM IT ALL > snowwyrm

[dragonsbane.]

[align=center]

they deny. of course they did, though bane cannot state whether or not this brings forth a feeling of relief, or if it does contempt. snownose speaks, and bane listens to what they have to say. little does he like to admit the fact that they are right either. many, many words are spoken, but little does he have to ray in responce to them all. he is more than happy of diverting the conversation elsewhere, as was his original intention. ”worry not, there is no reason to have to tell me so. i have spoken all that will be so. ‘twas only your decision to make note in the first place. i am merely entertaining your offer.” while he would not like to admit it, dragonsbane does love snownose. if there were to be anybody probing around his mind and gleaming access to his thoughts, he could not find anybody more welcome (though welcome may not be the most suitable term overall) then them. perhaps this is because he knows that there is nobody else who does in fact care, other than snow. bane does not understand why the two of them have such a bond with each other, nor would he come out and say that he enjoys it overall. someone such as himself finds more to despise from such a connection then there is to ultimately enjoy from it. however, there is naught that can be done with it. if there was a reason, mayhaps it be best to understand what it was then to fret and moan and complain over it. after all, he does not want to admit it, but everything that snownose says is a spoken truth. the truth stings, and he does not want to linger upon it any longer. he can only pray that this time, the call to a new topic is more genuine than all the latter.


all the while, snownose has been gently offering their touch. bane does not shy away from it, though he has made no movements this time to sink into them or to offer any back. bane does not bring up any new conversation just yet either, but instead glances back down at the mug by his feet. a gentle movement swipes away the small wall of snow he has mounded against it, once more taking a sip of the chocolate. snownose does make a very good drink, and somewhere inside of him, he is very grateful to have it. "i have naught to say. if you desire to leave a better tone, then it is for you to fix your own mess." a mess, as if was intended with more malice than it was to help out in a way. bane could simply raise to his feet and up and leave, but he does not necessarily want to. thoughtlessly, bane takes his paw and drags it through the snow, drawing lines and some simple shapes as he drawls on within his head upon all that has been spoken.

DRAGONSBANE - SILKEN WINDHOUND - COTC - BIO - TAGS - TRACKER - WRITTEN BY DOFFERZ

speaking color (#ffffff), action color (#536872)