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01-17-2013, 06:00 PM
The tiger's ears flick back instantly. This winged stallion, well, he hadn't gotten onto this tiger's good side. With a snort the tiger opens his mouth to speak."Friends are always to be cared for." Those were the only words spoken directly to the winged stallion. For now anyway.
The tiger and said stallion weren't off to a great start. So far they were more or less closer to enemies than friends. And this guy is supposed to be my herd mate! Another snort of disgust escapes the tiger, and he pauses, glancing at the spotted girl with the leafy green eyes. She was indeed a bachelorette, and the way she threw herself into flirting with the tiger made her bold. But was she truly flirting with him or was it just part of her personality to flirt with every stallion she met? With a shrug the tiger returns his gaze to said mare, or Phaedra. He opened his maw, speaking a tone worthy of a gentle man. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Phaedra. I am only passing through, and have no business with the Grey." The tiger closes his mouth as the last words slip out.
He stares deeply at the two winged horses with his eyes colored like amber-tinted leaves, he keeps his focus on the stallion especially. He wanted to walk away, let these to speak alone, but instead he stands there as though he's rooted to the ground. The tiger stands his ground, feeling somewhat awkward between these two friends. He steps back a bit, then stops. He waits silently for some one to speak.
[[Sorry! Late and really bad.]]
The tiger and said stallion weren't off to a great start. So far they were more or less closer to enemies than friends. And this guy is supposed to be my herd mate! Another snort of disgust escapes the tiger, and he pauses, glancing at the spotted girl with the leafy green eyes. She was indeed a bachelorette, and the way she threw herself into flirting with the tiger made her bold. But was she truly flirting with him or was it just part of her personality to flirt with every stallion she met? With a shrug the tiger returns his gaze to said mare, or Phaedra. He opened his maw, speaking a tone worthy of a gentle man. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Phaedra. I am only passing through, and have no business with the Grey." The tiger closes his mouth as the last words slip out.
He stares deeply at the two winged horses with his eyes colored like amber-tinted leaves, he keeps his focus on the stallion especially. He wanted to walk away, let these to speak alone, but instead he stands there as though he's rooted to the ground. The tiger stands his ground, feeling somewhat awkward between these two friends. He steps back a bit, then stops. He waits silently for some one to speak.
[[Sorry! Late and really bad.]]
