The cracks that have begun to show
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The coolness of the earth reflected upon the early morning, with the faintest drops of dew still fresh against the grass and the quite of the brutes paws broken against the light crunch that sounded underfoot. It was not enough to disturb the early morning roaming?s of the prey he sought as his steps brought him within sight of the ferret that paused, nose twitching against the wind. Muscles would still, head would lower as he waited for the ferret searching to turn up empty, when at last the creature turned its back on him and sniffed against the undergrowth he would pound forward, paws trampling against fur and jaws snapping quickly about its neck. In moments, the prey would be held limply against his jaws and his steps would start up once more, bringing him in the direction of a den.
He had known there was a newcomer within the pack, which was hardly surprising, considered the influx that had flowed to Valhalla in the rest weeks. It had been on passing however that he had caught her scent and known it immediately for what it was; pregnancy. Alpine always went out of his way to look after the mothers of the pack, and the fact that there was no mate nor brother in the picture to aid her only strengthen his resolve to take her under his wing. He did not even know her name but in the cool breath of morning air he was there anyway, outside the safety of her den and stretching lightly at the surface of the wolf as he ?woofed? a light greeting and put the prey down against the entryway and stood back, his tail wagging lightly behind him as he waited with a tilted head and half a smile to see if she would come out and say hello. If not, he of course leave her both the prey and solitude, but he hoped she would show a little more life than that.
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The fae would venture from her den and find him there, and the light wag of his tail would still, although the warmth in his face would not fae. This was his first real look of the stranger he had decided to look out for. He could see it in her eyes, see the similarities to the pain within them that he had scene in Twig and his stomach would drop. He knew Twig had had a hard time with her pregnancy, that it had been drowned with depression and that perhaps that stress had been the caught of her stillborn child. He looked into Emer?s eyes and knew that he would rather die than see this woman suffer as his best friend Twig had, knew that he had failed Twig in being unable to save her from that pain, and knowing he could not and would not allow himself to fail here with Emer, he would do everything he could to relieve her of stress and worry, to make this easy for her.
He moved now to nudge the fresh kill with a paw knowing he had fallen to silence for too long ?This is for you, if you want it. I?m sorry if I intruded, I wanted to introduce myself to you and welcome you to Valhalla, I?m Alpine?
He spoke perhaps in overly cheerful tones to make up for the sadness that seemed to shroud her. His tail would start up again in a light wag behind him as he seated his rump politely against the ground. ?And to offer you my company if you wanted someone to talk to or show you around? he offered forth now.
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Having already broken the silence with words of his own, the fae would now offer forth her own. He listened for traces of sadness within her tones, but she seemed to hold them in a steady gentleness. She had thanked him for his efforts and he would at last learn her name Emer and he we offer forth a gentle smile from his maw. She would move fully from her den now and he would himself take a step back from the den offer her more room. She said nothing about a tour of the terratory but instead ackowledged his offer of company.
He would take a seat again thinking about her words of silence and see that she had little interest in the world for the moment. He wondered again at her story and would hide a sigh, thinking of how he wished that he could have somehow helped this wolf also, before she had become this way, wishing not for intrusion and wanting quite in her words. He didn't really bother with startig a conversation, instead he would look from her to the sky and say in a soft whisper, almost to himself ?looks like it will be a nice day? he would look again at her, and wish that he could tell the same for her future, but know also that it wasn't his place.
Ooc: Super muselss today, dunno why.. sorry! <3
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His eyes would take in the clear and open sky above them, and the glows from the early morning sun, he could feel himself almost humming with a smile as his thoughts moved about in his head. Lost as he was in the past he almost did not catch the soft words of the other, spoken in reply to his idle observation. He found his eyes darting back to her again, taking in her autumn colours and slowly growing stomach. It would seem that the family that was Valhalla was constantly growing, and it was the least he could do to hunt for the growing mothers any chance he could.
He could sense her need for isolation, catch it in her weary face and in the few words she graced him with. He would bob his head to her again in a polite and friendly gesture. ?Well, Lady Emer I just wanted to welcome you to the pack and let you know I will always answer your call if you need something. If your ever up for exploring this pack, that too I can help you with. In the mean time, i'll leave you to your food and the day? He would say poltily, sensing that his presence was making her uncomfortable and that despite his kind gestures she really did just want to be left alone. So again, wanting nothing more then to make her feel welcome and comfortable he would step back, making to depart but looking towards her one last time to see if there was anything else she might add.
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Eyes would stay upon her form until she found her words, she would thank him then, within her soft tones and he could hear the genuine effect held within them. He felt another wave of sadness for all that might have befallen this wolf, with undertones of sweetness hidden beneath her weariness, her uncertainty with interactions. He would, once again, lower his head to her in that way of his and offer her a light smile that would fall across his lips. His azure eyes would appraise her one more time before he turned with a light wag of his tail and say his last peace. ?You don't have to worry any more Emer, you truly will be fine here? It was a promise as much as it was a reassurance and with that last sentence he would turn and spring away.
- Exit Alpine -
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