Restless Stroll

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mercianne

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The uneasy, jumpy feelings that seemed to plague the dark colored wolf crawled across the distance toward Mercianne, inflicting her with a little of their influence so that when Awaken jumped from some unseen spook, the little creamy white wolf nearly did the same. She flinched, retreating minutely into herself as the other turned his head quickly to survey what the noise had been, and though she followed his green gaze with no clear view of what he saw she knew it be nothing truly frightening or worrisome by the way he returned his attention to her. Feeling a little embarrassed for jumping at nothing herself, Merci tucked her ears a little and shifted on her paws, staring down at the snow before her feet.

His answer came next, haltingly and incomplete, but Mercianne said nothing about it. So long as she had not interrupted him, everything was fine. And surely he must have been right about what he had forgotten. Had it been something important, it would have stayed there in his mind, wouldn't it? She nodded her head gently, an appreciative smile upon her face that she was not currently an annoyance to him and glad he seemed willing to tolerate her company for the time being.

The thorn in his paw seemed to irritate him again, and plopping himself onto his stomach the green-eyed wolf turned his paw inward and attempted to draw its point from between his pads. She watched for a moment, noting that he struggled with it, before the need to offer her own assistance overpowered her typically shy manner and caused her to speak out of turn again. "Do you need any help?" she asked gently, leaning just a little to the side and toward him as if the new angle from which she viewed his paw might afford her a quick and easy answer as to how best to get the little thorn out from where it had lodged itself. It was just a thorn. Surely she could do this, healer training or not.