047 [Voice/Action]
[Over the river and through the woods, to Grandmother's house he goes...]
[Saleh's making his journey in his red cloak, carrying his basket of goodies. Except he's not sure where to go after crossing the bridge.]
That's strange...I could have sworn this was the way to Grandmother's house.
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[Saleh's making his journey in his red cloak, carrying his basket of goodies. Except he's not sure where to go after crossing the bridge.]
That's strange...I could have sworn this was the way to Grandmother's house.
[Help him out ( Read more... )
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Luceti has been graced with something far more sly. The poor darling little Reds out there, unsuspecting and oh so tempting. The unfortunate part for them is that this wolf is very hard to spy with their little eyes. This wolf is a spy himself.
The Big Bad Burgess Wolf has gotten a glimpse of that cloak, and like a bull he is instantly afire with wicked thought. Good thing he has the control to bide his time with quiet steps, play the shadows to his advantage and tail Saleh.
He has to be careful, though. Whereas he might have looked absent-mindededly occupied should Saleh turn around, he now sports the very telling features of pointed ears and a tail, long fingernails, and his own cryptic grin.
Whistle and sing, dear Red. You'd do well to run if you only knew why.]
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He's waiting for the perfect chance to play things a bit more boldly than cloak-and-dagger hunting. After all, Guy never has been a spy who makes his way by hush-hush. No, it will always be the stage magician, glitteringly catching eyes one direction for the slight of hands elsewhere.
He puts his hands in his pockets, beginning to whistle a jaunty little tune. His pouted lips for blowing that melody and his eyes look cheerful, a bounce in his step as his feet swing forward in tailored pants and spotless haberdashery.
Why not play a sheep in wolf's clothing? It's entirely possible he could be a woodland creature of good intent. His tail swishes to the beat. He's only waiting for Red to notice him.]
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Oh...I beg your pardon. I didn't realize anyone else was out here.
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Grandma's house? I don't think there are any grandmas over there. Just bears and things like that. Where does she live?
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[He's looking around, not a sign of the cottage in sight.]
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But if you want, I'll walk with you a while.
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[He pauses, wondering, before returning his attention.]
Yes...that would be helpful. Thank you.
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What does her house look like?
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[Otherwise, he wouldn't be lost right now. Wait, why did he just say that?]
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What about a name then? What's her name?
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Anyway, he has wolf ears and a tail, but he's not a full wolf. He approached the red-hooded man.]
... You...
[He had this tone that didn't sound happy at all. He felt really ridiculous doing this. Although he doesn't know why he's approaching this one particular person, but it just happens to be this person out of the many others he has seen. His stomach was heard growling in starvation.
Wait... That's weird... He's not usually this hungry. And what looks better to eat than what he sees right now?]
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...Yes?
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... Give me that basket.
[... Um... Cookies tonight. Due to Leon's personality -and still being sort of human- he's not a savage. But right now... Something makes him want to do something as petty as this... Oh right. Starvation.]
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