<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=82056.msg4176702#msg4176702">Quote from: Thufir Hawat on 25-01-2011, 03:18:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">The manhunter seems to manage well enough. Most people around aren't giving it lots of thought, anyway. Dancing is second nature to many Sarista, and they aren't paying attention to the steps - most are using it as their social time.<br/>The gal he's dancing with giggles again, but this time the sound seems to be deeper. She also uses a turn to brush her clothes against his fur.<br/>"Such patience! I can see why you are a great manhunter, indeed. But have you considered that apples aren't criminals? Once they are ready to be plucked from the tree, patience can only make them rot!"<br/>Her eyes shine brightly, while she turns a full circle, one arm-length away.<br/>"What does a big wolf like you know about gardens?", she adds, while another smell starts to emanate from her. Usually, it would be covered by her perfume, but not to Kalaj's nose. He supposes it's her sweat, but at least it's not smelling foul.<br/>The Muse that hired him passes nearby, caught in a shameless dance with a tall, handsome man. She winks at him, while Yumeh is sitting proudly on her left shoulder, and her imp is sitting on the right shoulder, watching her intently.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Kalaj laughs, albeit not too loud and smiles, still concealing most of his teeth. "That would be a shame, wouldn't it?" Kalaj keeps his eyes on Apple as she dances, her insinuations, or at least what he gets as insinuations, don't go unregistered to him. The scent that comes from her doesn't either, although he can't quite make much of it, his contact with Sarista in such situations is... limited, to say the least.<br/><br/>"About gardens? Not much, but I know when a fruit has ripened and is ready to be picked." He uses the time she uses to turn to move closer, keeping the rhythm of the music in his movement. He slides an arm behind her back and around her waist just as she finishes turning and pulls her to him, before pulling her into a turn of his own. Kalaj noticed the sarista weren't dancing to a set group of steps, so he decided to risk a misstep and give it a try.<br/><br/>"I do know that large gardens give enough cover in nights like this for privacy." He notices the scent of the muse nearby and looks up briefly to watch her wink with both Yumeh and the fairy he smiles at the bird's antiques and returns his attention to Narina and their dancing. He hasn't broke a sweat yet, despite the lively dance, hours of hunting and running in the forest with his father gave him enough physical condition.