- Messages
- 1,654
- OOC First Name
- Liam
- Blood Status
- Mixed Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Olive Wood 15" Core of Aethonan Feather
- Age
- 30 (07/2007)
Minoas frowned as Aspen called him back down on the ground while his head was up in the clouds. By saying that, Minoas hopes of finding something strange or valueable evaporated like the water that would possibly be lying at the bottom of that well. "Don't worry! I'll have everything under control. I've been trained by your kind to be stealthy and silent. Not giving away my location." he tried to calm down Aspen that was looking as if she was losing her patience with him. "Besides, I'm not an adult. Aren't they supposed to be softer with adolescents?" he asked reluctantly. "I'm not even an adolescent yet so it's even better." he sounded more like he was trying to tranquilise himself and not back away because of fear.
He noticed that Aspen was finding his suggestion amusing but he didn't care much. He knew that there was no possibility for him, it was just for the fan. With her go, he darted like an arrow among trees, using his hands to avoid the trees' trunks. He was jumping now and then to avoid sneaky, prominent roots that were awaiting to trip his over. He was preceding for the time being as Aspen was just letting him enjoy it for a while. He could recognise her galloping, muffled just a little by the whispers of the wind in his ears. "I thought that four legs would give you the advantage." he provoked her. He didn't want her to fake his winning or something.
He noticed that Aspen was finding his suggestion amusing but he didn't care much. He knew that there was no possibility for him, it was just for the fan. With her go, he darted like an arrow among trees, using his hands to avoid the trees' trunks. He was jumping now and then to avoid sneaky, prominent roots that were awaiting to trip his over. He was preceding for the time being as Aspen was just letting him enjoy it for a while. He could recognise her galloping, muffled just a little by the whispers of the wind in his ears. "I thought that four legs would give you the advantage." he provoked her. He didn't want her to fake his winning or something.