The Wolves of Askavar

[The Irishman]

"well, I didn't mean to offend you, now. But it's goid to know such things.. I haven't gotten the chance to talk with you much; anything strange or wonderful happen to you this fine morning?" he remained calm, and was ineffected by her growl

[Skiek]

Hobbles looked at Suko like he was crazy. Who did he think he was, her father? The one that was a betralyal to his pack? She blinked that out. "No. I'm going to eat something." She told them, limping off. Skiek smiled at him, and nudged him affectionately.

[The Irishman]

Suko watched the fae walk away "well, sometimes the only thing you can do is hope..." he looked Skiek in the eyes "want to go for a little walk?"

[Skiek]

Skiek nodded. "Yes, I would like that." She told him.

[The Irishman]

A smile was put acros his face "let us go, then." he stood up slowly, cracking his neck.

[Skiek]

Skiek rolled her eyes, and got up. She padded out of camp.

[The Irishman]

He returned to his youthful self; he ran after her, nipping the base of her tail playfully, then took his place next to her.

[Skiek]

Skiek nipped the base of his tail, then raced off.

[The Irishman]

He chased after her, laughing

[Skiek]

Skiek opened her wings, and flew off. "Catch me if you can!"