Who: The Spade Pirates Where: Serenes When: April 10th-13th What:chillin' out maxin relaxin all cool Gathering supplies Warnings: Nothing more than the usual Status: Open
[Hee! She idly glances at the bear, giving Logan's hair a quick preening before moving to perch on the bear itself, shifting back into her normal form.]
You are use to them being meaner? [that..... She is unsure of what to think on that! All the bears she knows are like this one.]
[he raised a brow at that, looking at her resting on the bear like it was nothing. The animals around here were so very odd.]
I'm used to them being wild. Where I'm from they have to deal with humans too much. [a shrug, and he rubbed a hand over his scruffy jaw]
Ah, no. Not really untamed. [actually...] Not so much anymore at least. It's more like me spending a few years in the hills of Canada to escape. You run into some wild life there and ya deal with it. Never did like bear hunters.
[She giggles before going to fully relax against the bear, even going as far as sticking her hand in it's mouth. See? Completely and totally chillax bears here.]
But they are wild here. They just listen to the law of the forest.
Canada? Where is that? [She blinks and then frowns at his last words.] I don't like the sound of that... Bear hunters, I mean.
[She blinks at the bear and sings a brief song and a small branch of berries grows out of the ground for the bear to feed on.]
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You are use to them being meaner? [that..... She is unsure of what to think on that! All the bears she knows are like this one.]
...
You are saying that you are like an untamed bear?
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I'm used to them being wild. Where I'm from they have to deal with humans too much. [a shrug, and he rubbed a hand over his scruffy jaw]
Ah, no. Not really untamed. [actually...] Not so much anymore at least. It's more like me spending a few years in the hills of Canada to escape. You run into some wild life there and ya deal with it. Never did like bear hunters.
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But they are wild here. They just listen to the law of the forest.
Canada? Where is that? [She blinks and then frowns at his last words.] I don't like the sound of that... Bear hunters, I mean.
[She blinks at the bear and sings a brief song and a small branch of berries grows out of the ground for the bear to feed on.]
.... How are you liking it? My forest....