shaymin202 wrote:(( I'm not sure who or what gerita is, sorry. Wait is that Germany and Italy, by any chance?))
Gilbert got off of her and sat down, of corse you do, I would to if you were me and I were you. He yawned and led down, I want to go to Feliciano's now....but then she'll follow, maybe I should stick around and just leave him alone for now. He stood up and nuzzled Felicity again before running off towards the road, maybe I can get her to follow me..... He barked and wagged his tail, come on follow....
Paige/Colombia
I frowned and sighed," well your the first animal that I've met that didn't want some food." I walked back to the kitchen and put the hotdogs back, before returning to the wolf. He looked up at me, I smiled at him and petted him again. I looked at his eyes and they seemed oddly familiar," I thought that wolves had blue or yellow eyes not green ones.....oh well, come on boy why don't you come with me?" I suggested and sat on the couch and began to watch the movie again.
Italy was now sound asleep and probably would take a lot to wake him up. He was curled up comfortably in the blanket Ludwig put over him.
Felicity got up, and did seem to get his message, "you want me to follow?" She asked curiously, and followed him. "Wonder what you want to show me.." She asked herself as she walked up to him.
Ollie Kirkland wrote:(Danke!)
Ivan walked alone outside, his scarf trailing along. He was humming an old Russian folk song, one that he couldn't remember the name of, when his boot caught a loose part of the concrete sidewalk he had been walking on. Tripping, the tall Russian cursed under his breath, a dark aura passing over his face as he hit the ground. "Stupid sidewalk.." he mumbled, sitting up from his tumble and looking around to actually see where he was, outside a house that seemed familiar, but of course it was, his own house wasn't too far from it. Standing up and brushing himself off, Ivan glanced up at the house, his violet eyes seemingly tracing over every possible detail of it.
Ravis heard someone outside, and he curiously looked out the window, and then a bit of a worried feeling washed over him, his day was going real good so far, now he had to worry about Ivan. The Latvian just hoped that the Russian didn't know that this was his house, as he didn't want anything bad to happen.




