>~Find.A.Way~< IP: 108.222.124.144 Posted on May 18, 2013 at 01:21:31 PM by Krensno
Krensno tilted her head as he answered. His response confused her. If he'd been trapped in a place with fighting, how did he love fighting? Didn't the bad memories flow with it? She'd been trained to fight, and now she hated it. She refused to fight someone, even if it was just play. The off-white female did not speak though, and when he returned the question she laughed and moved on. "Well, I love everything, almost. I can't decide, but I like everything more than battles. I've seen enough fighting to last two lifetimes." The Akbash stood up and scratched behind her ear, then returned to her former relaxed position. "Out of all the packs on Wolf Mountain, which one is your favorite, and which one is your least favorite?"
The dog hadn't much to do as she waited for a reply, but her extraordinary patience held her where she sat, and kept her gaze on Mekiko. Her small smile never wavered as she looked at him, but she did move ever so slightly as to keep from looking a little strange. Her blue eyes were bright in the afternoon sun, and the bobbing of her head as she panted made her look as if she was singing a song. If she wasn't shy when it came to that type of music, she would be doing just that. But because of the presence Mekiko gave, she did not make a sound. That was fine with her, but a shallow piece of music would have been enjoyable just then. Replies: