07-14-2018, 03:25 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family: calibri;"]The rhythmic sound of footsteps padding towards his direction was the first (and actually only) signal the Bengal fox had of both Margaery and Roman's arrival. It didn't perturb him, rather it seemed to excite him, for as they arrived Zenyatta turned his head towards them with a smile that could rival a child's brightness. "Greetings!" the call was extended far before the two arrived, but he stopped in his travels to meet those who he was certain were travelers of their own, not members of any particular group.
"It is good to see others out here on the road. Traveling, although exhilarating in it's own way, can get lonely sometimes-" he was still calmly addressing them the closer they arrived, smile never faltering, and it was only when Margaery spoke up that it wavered ever so slightly. It brought Zenyatta to silence, a thoughtful look passing his features, and with a furrowed brow he nodded slowly.
"I see... I apologize, for I was not aware of doing such. I will leave if you so wish, although I assure you that I did not mean any harm," with another pause as Zen weighed his words, he sat down to curl his tail around his paws, ears pressed backwards to listen to any others who might have been approaching. Perhaps he might have been blind, but that did not mean his other senses weren't at the ready to protect himself. "I am Tekhartha Zenyatta, a traveling monk from the Shambali. I wished to see the world, so I set forward to seek knowledge... and apparently trespassed onto your land as an... unforeseen event."
"It is good to see others out here on the road. Traveling, although exhilarating in it's own way, can get lonely sometimes-" he was still calmly addressing them the closer they arrived, smile never faltering, and it was only when Margaery spoke up that it wavered ever so slightly. It brought Zenyatta to silence, a thoughtful look passing his features, and with a furrowed brow he nodded slowly.
"I see... I apologize, for I was not aware of doing such. I will leave if you so wish, although I assure you that I did not mean any harm," with another pause as Zen weighed his words, he sat down to curl his tail around his paws, ears pressed backwards to listen to any others who might have been approaching. Perhaps he might have been blind, but that did not mean his other senses weren't at the ready to protect himself. "I am Tekhartha Zenyatta, a traveling monk from the Shambali. I wished to see the world, so I set forward to seek knowledge... and apparently trespassed onto your land as an... unforeseen event."
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