In the land of obscurity
10-04-2015, 12:16 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-04-2015, 08:10 PM by Evelyn.)
At the others apology he just shrugged his shoulders, somewhat more coy like as he realised that it was becoming more of a habit action. It's not that he was scared, but he was new to these lands and was rather... jumpy. Even for a fighter. But he knew that he was out of his limits here, that these wolves knew their homeland and he did not. Like a blind pup he walked this new world without knowing what exactly to expect, adding an aspect of adventure ad well as danger. And Cath was always on his toes, always ready to defend himself and those he cared for. "No need. Passion is not... shameful." he mumbled, knowing full well that he would spring into action of asked anything about fighting. But unlike the other yearling, the gray boy was not fond of words and sayings, but expressed himself far greater through his action. It made it easier for him to read others because of that, noticing the smallest changes in any company he kept. They kept their pace, and with the small silence Cathaoir felt himself becoming more relaxed around this Starling. He was calm and quick thinking, and his interests were not well hidden. He had to admire that, i think wasn't often that he met someone with the same amount of ambition at such a young age. They seemed to be cut from the same cloth, and it was the first time in his life that he had been able to say that. Not like he had met many strangers, but it was something that he had not expected. Eyes blinked as he focused on the words that were spoken, with Star telling him that they didn't have to go all the way up. He wasn't afraid, but as his minty gaze landes on the Mount he knew that it would be a dangerous trek. Making it to the base of the warmed rock, he searched for the best area for the two to make their way up. There was a lot of loose rock and debris, but he soon saw a path that had shelves jutting out of the side, thick enough for them to stand on. Pointing his nose towards it, he waited to see if Starling would agree with his choice. He didn't want to start leading if his friend had a different path in mind. Starling's words about needing to be prepared made him nod once more, although his ears pulled forward at the mention of being the highest ranked healer. "This young?" he asked, unable to keep both the shock and... yes a touch of admiration. To be a yearling with that high of a rank, he must be more dedicated than he led on. But when Starling spoke next, Cath could not suppress the deep baritoned chuckle that rumbled in his throat. "To my own accord. No pack. No rank. Not very impressive." he muttered slyly, casting a sidelong glance at the brown and white boy. |
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