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01-17-2013, 11:54 PM
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Kaj knows when the moment has passed, when Panto has gained acceptance without words ever leaving dark maw of his queen. Eyes soften, glitter with a faint emotion Kaj cannot place. The golden brute is proud to have brought someone to her that is valuable, that she approves of. He has proved himself, even if a tiny bit. She cast him a small smirk, hardly noticeable, and he let out a deep chuckle. Hardly able to contain it, though it is almost like a low drawl if it is possible. Allowing the two the time they need to acquaint themselves, for Mirage to decide if Panto is worthy of the Edge name. No, not name. It is a title, a medal worn in a fiercely proud manner upon one’s breast. It lays over your heat, it is a part of you. You are the Edge. At least, that is how Kaj feels. The gap is closed between leader and recruit, extending muzzle to inhale the scent of what would become their brother. Kaj watched in polite curiosity as the exchange began. It was almost as if he could see the scent that changed, as if it were possible to see the scents that clung to him and Mirage slowly reach out and take hold of Panto’s bodice. Infusing it with the marking that would never be visible, but would always remain on his coat nevertheless. Kaj wore it with honor, and knew Panto would as well. He trusted his character, and knew he would make a wonderful addition to the Edge. Verbal words from his mistress only serve to strengthen what Kaj had already known, accepting the bay creature into their midst. Hopefully for life, though in Kaj’s mind he didn’t consider anything else. Perhaps it would be a downfall in the future. Thoughts are banished and focus upon his leader as she moves, striding slowly over to him. Baby blues watch her carefully, welcoming her into his presence even if she is the one welcoming him officially into the land he has already taken to calling home. Blackened maw is extended, and with a small understanding smile Kaj stretched aureate neck so that muscles gleamed under the faint sunlight. Bright nostrils meet hers in a tender touch, inhaling her scent and breathing softly, allowing her to drink in whatever it is she needs from him. He records her into his memory, her sweet yet strong scent that reminds him of the bell flowers of his homeland that only bloomed at night. It only strengthens the loyalty he feels to her, though he does not wish to remember his past home. This, now, is his home. Pride blossoms like those flowers now in his breast, and he shows it on his visage with traces of gratitude and thanks. Golden specimen takes to the sky then, bored it seemed of the conversation. Even so Kaj smiles, slightly amused as he replies. "Thank you, m’Lady. It’s a pleasure to serve you," he states almost fiercely. Although Kaj’s type of fierceness is more like a sturdy boulder, one that only celestial influence will shake or move. Hard and everlasting, meaning what he says in his deep bass voice. Again she speaks and he withdraws, knowing the process is finished. He does not need to state that he finds every menial task almost exciting, wishing to prove himself. Wishing for toil that can concentrate his flighty mind. Crown raises again to a proud height, smiling when sentiment is shared that her bonded has approved of them. Panto speaks then, thanking him, and he nods his head regally to him with a kind smile. Showing that there is no need to thank, for they are brothers now, and Kaj is happy to add numbers of able bodies to his home. Eyes watching the golden draconic figure with barely suppressed awe. He wishes for a companion, one to call his own. Yet, it is still a foreign subject to him. Nevertheless it’s an honor that her bonded, such a rare creature, approves of them in any way. Though the dragon actually seemed rather bored to him, he is amused to note. |
