08-20-2018, 05:25 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 540px; min-height: 9px; font-family:timesnewroman; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; color:; padding: 20px"]Two would not be much of a problem. If trouble arose, they could be dealt with swiftly enough, even if he was to prevent any scuffles from breaking out in the first place. So, he accepted with easy affirmation ― "yes," ― his ears twitching lightly as new sounds traveled to him from nearby. The next (and last, he hoped) to arrive was ... their leader. Perfect. Jericho was tiny and not the most graceful animal he had ever set his eyes upon, being most obviously blind and bashful besides; a unique combination of attributes for the leader of a powerful group to hold. "Thank you." Esklav said.
To his side, Melantha seemed restless. Unfortunately for her, he had all the patience in the world. "How forlorn you must be. I'm afraid that's to be expected by following me around. Perhaps you should have chosen someone more entertaining? Toga? Yes Man?" a tease, and nothing more. Although his smile had long since fallen away, there was a twitch at the corner of his mouth that itched to spread.
He waited a moment for emphasis before beginning to back away. "Follow me, if you will. And do try to keep up."
To his side, Melantha seemed restless. Unfortunately for her, he had all the patience in the world. "How forlorn you must be. I'm afraid that's to be expected by following me around. Perhaps you should have chosen someone more entertaining? Toga? Yes Man?" a tease, and nothing more. Although his smile had long since fallen away, there was a twitch at the corner of his mouth that itched to spread.
He waited a moment for emphasis before beginning to back away. "Follow me, if you will. And do try to keep up."