Goof Off
03-08-2014, 12:08 PM
The sun was mid way through the sky, the day was passing by, and all was well with the world right now. At least in Newol's world right now. He was trying his best to adapt to the pack life, but it still was something that wasn't particularly him. He hated having someone have rank over him. From the time he'd left his mother's womb, Newol had been in charge of his own destiny, and now he had to take orders. It wasn't horrible, it was just a difficult change. So today he had taken time out for himself and retreated to the woods that he loved so much. There hadn't been trees like this where he'd been born. He was a mutt from the desert. And no matter of royal blood and high pedigree that he bared would change the fact that that was the way he viewed himself. A mutt. So as he walked along the forest trees, he just did his best to put everything from his mind. He was a young man now, so it would all eventually click and everything would line up. There was nothing he believed he could not overcome, so this was just another trial in the endless quest to find out exactly where he fit in the grand scheme of the world. It was all just noise. It was all just noise and would all be over soon. So for now, he blocked his ears and walked among the trees.
03-08-2014, 12:37 PM
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03-08-2014, 01:12 PM
The bark reaching his ears quickly brought Newol out of any kind of trance he'd been allowed to drift off into and his eyes fell upon the older brute in the distance. It had been a friendly greeting so Newol had no reason to assume hostility to the male yet. Thus, putting on a friendly smile, he continued his pace to close the gap between himself and the other. His scent had to be of some confusion though because of it's nature. He smelt firmly of the wilderness, smelt like a loner, as he had been one his whole life, and now mixed into that was some of Valhalla's pack scent. It was stronger now than it had been before, thanks to the amount of time he'd spent in the pack so far.
This male would actually be a pleasant distraction for the brute as he liked to meet new faces. He wasn't the kind to make an abundance of friends but that was of little matter, because it never hurt to try. He was a smart wolf, and so he new it was important to be kind and friendly. You held a better reputation that way. Plus, there was actually very little else for him to do at the moment so he saw no apparent reason as to why not. Once he was within a respectable distance, the handsom young male gave a nod of his head in welcome and spoke. "Greetings, Friend."
This male would actually be a pleasant distraction for the brute as he liked to meet new faces. He wasn't the kind to make an abundance of friends but that was of little matter, because it never hurt to try. He was a smart wolf, and so he new it was important to be kind and friendly. You held a better reputation that way. Plus, there was actually very little else for him to do at the moment so he saw no apparent reason as to why not. Once he was within a respectable distance, the handsom young male gave a nod of his head in welcome and spoke. "Greetings, Friend."
03-08-2014, 02:03 PM
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03-08-2014, 02:19 PM
It was a nice thing to be received so easily. Perhaps one of the most refreshing features of Alacritis that Newol had observed so far was the fact that strangers seemed to understand how to be Civil with one another. It was the male's first words though that did in fact put him off just a tad. Newol had been just as aware of the other scent, but had chosen simply dismiss it because of principle. These woods where a fairly safe place where one could seek shelter, and Newol intended to keep it that way. If trouble where to happen here it wouldn't be on his account. So with a rather level tone, he addressed the male before him. "I am aware. But if you'll notice they are minding their own business and so I say we should be inclined to mind ours aswell." It was a fair enough statement, the male thought to himself. Maybe he was too relaxed, and maybe this all was a fault, but Newol was perfectly content to let be and be let be. If this stranger wanted to join them, he was perfectly content with that aswell too. Finally, smile returning to his face, he spoke in a more friendly tone. "Newol. Newol Zaraidd. What brings you out here, Mr. Mathias?" He'd been without knowledge of Chrysanthe's knowing this male, not did he particularly expect him to be looking to join the pack. To him, he just suspected this brute to be another Loner.
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