08-26-2020, 08:16 PM
New was the face that Nicabar saw as he came forward to the houses, watching for a moment as a petite vixen sat upon the porch of a house. Though there were echos of names in his head they were grumbled and noncomprehensible, leaving Nicabar clueless as to who this could be, but she was a member of Tanglewood, he knew that.
The scent that clung from her pelt and the comfortable position in which she lie down was the giveaway of that.
"Hello." He would speak, coming slightly closer to the other, ears pricked and eyes curious. "I don't think I've met you yet, M'name's Nicabar." He only hoped that whoever this was her appearance didn't fool, and she was potentially as friendly as she looked. "speech"
The scent that clung from her pelt and the comfortable position in which she lie down was the giveaway of that.
"Hello." He would speak, coming slightly closer to the other, ears pricked and eyes curious. "I don't think I've met you yet, M'name's Nicabar." He only hoped that whoever this was her appearance didn't fool, and she was potentially as friendly as she looked. "speech"
[glow=black,2,300]— [abbr=nicabar | 14 months | small serval, babyface | soul vessel | demigod, son of Jupiter]✘[/abbr] —[/glow]