04-26-2021, 11:40 AM
JASPER KINSELLA ⚜ SEER OF HOH ⚜ LORD OF HOUSE KINSELLA ⚜ FAERY HOUND
The scent of cinnamon was first to reach him, a scent he hadn't expected to find in his garden. Entwined with the spice was the scent of ink, which was what immediately caught his attention. Ink and cinnamon? It could only be one of the newer faces on the grounds. He wouldn't have to wait long for the brown-shaded owner to reveal herself, his crooning gentle to his plants as he carried his bucket about.
Setting it down as he greeted the serval with a warm smile, "Yes my dear, I'm Jasper. I may have been around when you joined, though it was rather chaotic. Everyone's so interested in what happens in the Houses.", he would chuckle with a soft wave of his paw in dismissal. It was amusing really, how often the others sought to have everyone know of the Houses, it was almost as if they were afraid that the newcomers would offend a House. It was hard to offend the Lords and Ladies, or at least it was hard to offend him and most who knew their true occupation ... they preferred the course of flattery.
He would come closer to get a better look at her, the early hours still trying to light the sky in it's awakening. "It's my pleasure to meet you formally, Mari Caddo. Thank you for the compliments, I'm sure the flowers are happy to hear them as well.", he smiled as he glanced around them. His ears swiveled as he heard Becca's pawsteps, his head turning as his friend approached before responding in a matter-of-fact voice, "You aren't normal either, Bex. In fact I do not believe it was I who woke you.", there rested an easy grin on his face.
"I'll show you harmless, Madam.", he teased before turning his gaze back to Mari, "This amputee is Becca. She's one of my closest confidants, and a friend from a young age. She is right about my baking habits, however dreadful that it is that she blurts it out so early in the morning. Would you like to come inside for tea and biscuits, or a proper breakfast?", he asked warmly towards Mari with a playful eye roll towards Becca. He truly was easy going on the outside, even when inside of his head was in turmoil.
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