Wheeling Gull Isle A simple song
Crabs?! Giant crabs?! That definitely sounded like a creature from his worst nightmares, ranking right up there with ponies and Bambi.
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No worries!  ;)

The tempo of his tail increased as her gleaming ethereal blue eyes turned his way, and her tail waved loosely back. Hello, he said, trotting up to her with rather forward eagerness, only remembering to curve his approach a little at the last moment rather than running straight up and possibly even right into her. He left it so that a small distance remained between them, but his feet pranced eagerly in place even then in anticipation of bridging that gap. He stuck his nose out to take deep draughts of her scent, his ears flicking back and forth slightly as he analyzed the scent. It was not entirely unfamiliar, but he was excited by the ability to match it up with a face now too.

His eyes wandered up and down her form, hopping about in a flealike manner, seemingly unable to stay still for long any more than his feet could. My name's Driftwood, he offered artlessly, just before blurting, Do you wanna play?! Whoops, wait. That wasn't quite what he'd meant to ask. He caught his tongue between his teeth for a moment as he tried to reel himself back a little. I mean, uh, what's your name, and do you wanna play? There. That was more polite, right? Or at least polite enough? He was just so full of jittery excitement and energy; it made it extra-hard to remember not to plow right past all the courtesies and pleasant nothings most wolves seemed to feel obligated to exchange first. But he didn't want to, like, scare her or anything, he reminded himself. Or make himself look like a total dork in front of this graceful creature of misty fur and sea-colored eyes—though really, it may very well already have been too late for that. Driftwood drooped slightly at the thought, and his eyes glued themselves to her face at last as they hungrily searched for the first signs of a reaction that would clue him in on how to proceed. Or if maybe it would just be better for him to throw himself back into the ocean now and start paddling away, before he jammed any more feet any more firmly into his mouth.
Messages In This Thread
A simple song - by Faeryn - April 13, 2018, 05:27 PM
RE: A simple song - by Driftwood - April 30, 2018, 10:58 PM
RE: A simple song - by Faeryn - May 31, 2018, 08:49 AM
RE: A simple song - by Driftwood - June 04, 2018, 07:13 PM
RE: A simple song - by Faeryn - November 09, 2018, 02:26 PM
RE: A simple song - by Driftwood - December 20, 2018, 03:18 AM