Romance is in the air...this is probably the most beautiful and scenic place in Blossom Forest. For the athletic and determined to come with their mates, for time away from pups. Only adults may come here; some of the ledges are too far apart for teens or pups to cross and some too high to scale.
IP: 174.84.242.50
Posted on May 25, 2013 at 07:02:11 PM by SELINE.
He was a mystery that Seline wished to crack open, just to find out what lay within. The moment their fur came into contact, he withdrew in a ducking motion. While more than a little disappointed, she knew that there were some who preferred their own personal space. Thus she would give him time, if that's what he wanted or needed, in order to get to know him better. In the mean time, though it went against all of her natural thoughts and impulses, the blood and snow Queen withdrew only about a quarter of a foot to the left of him. It seemed he had moved as well, which simply added to the distance. He seemed on edge, a tad less so than during the pack meeting, but on edge all the same. Seline did not move back from the edge as he did- she remained as she was, her emerald gaze locked on his own, even if he was not looking at her at the time. She almost thought her words were once again going to go unreplied to. And for whatever strange reason, this brought an unfamiliar pang of disappointment ringing throughout her chest. The Queen was not often disappointed- simply because she did not often hold hopes for anyone. Her family and such were a different matter, but for this pale boy in front of her, it was something new and different all together. It was something about him that hinted to more, something that told her he was not what he acted as. He acted as a peasant, and she knew better. Tilting her crimson and alabaster splashed skull to the right some, she patiently awaited any words he might grace her with. He seemed lost in thought, dreaming about who knows what, though Seline very much did want to know. She wanted to know what exactly was going on inside that head of his. She wanted to know who he was. She wanted to know where he game from, his lineage, his heritage. And then she remembered the very first thing that had drawn her to him- Clover. Clover, the pale, sweet girl she had known so long ago, and had not seen in ages. It was apparent she was gone, but as for deceased or simply abandoned she did not know which. It was then he finally parted his jowls to speak- and instead of snapping them closed as he had done within the meeting, this time, she was graced with his voice- ever polite and thought out, it seemed. I would ask for forgiveness from you for not realizing your being here.. but I believe that granting pardon encourages undesireable behaviour to continue. Arching a wolfish brow at him, she kept her bright gaze on him still, never wavering or bringing her attention elsewhere. But that's not to say she kept her gaze on his dark, seemingly crimson gaze- the one that almost matched the markings marring and covering her pristine white coat. She focused on him, of course, but she took in all of him as she did. Venom roamed over alabaster white and a still developing fourm. He was not fully grown, but she knew he would make a fine specimen the day he reached his full maturity. He was strong, limber, and learning how to hone his skills. Seline knew for such a youngster he did in fact carry himself well, and he knew more than most. He was even a runner up for her children, Cade and Quirino, as they had matured and learned throughout life thus far. And yet the thought of comparing this boy to her son and daughter was an amusing thought indeed. She hardly knew him, or knew about him- and even if she wanted to, she did not know if she could. And then she recalled that she had no name for this boy, one could say no face. And thus she inquired. "Tell me, No Face- what do you call yourself?" Her tones were quite, inquisitive- only the barest hint of a playful and teasing lilt. She truly did want to know what to address him as, and what she might use if she ever wanted to call on him. Which, she more than probably would. The first words he had spoken to her still rang in he rmind. I would ask for forgiveness from you for not realizing your being here.. but I believe that granting pardon encourages undesireable behaviour to continue. It almost brought an amused chuckle to fall past her lips, but Seline stopped herself short. She did not want to intimidate or turn him away, and as it was completely uncharacteristic of her, she reclined back on her haunches and wrapped her thick and luxurious tail around her paws, white mixing with red, red mixing with white. Attempting to tone her personality- who she was, down subtly, the Queens venom eyes once more found his intriguing russet and grey toned eyes. They were exquisite indeed. "I would not ask for forgiveness in being unable to help which way the breeze may blow. The finest of hunters would not have known of my approach. Assassins blood runs through my veins, and I have mastered my skill more than most would care to boast." Shaking her skull ever so lightly to the left, right, left, and right again, a small, nonchalant smile found its way to tug up her pale lips. "I would be most impressed if you had detected me. There is no forgiveness needed. No pardon needed of granting. As for undesireable behaviour.." Seline's smile now took on the tone of the smirks that more often graced her muzzle than any other normal grin or smile. ".. giving me who you are might just make up for that." blood and snow
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- winter is coming - By NeMO June 3, 2013 at 06:45:12 PM
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