Come Softly, Come Swiftly
10-13-2015, 11:03 PM
massive attack - teardrop
Newol was very pleased with the turnout to Surreal's meeting. He couldn't help but think back all those years ago. He'd been in this seat before. Watching someone standing atop a stand that fit them quite well. Surreal though, it would seem had been born for it. Their mother had simply adapted beautifully to it. Out of all the wolves that showed up though. It would be the massive brute who walked in bold as brass and never removed his gaze from his sister that would really catch his eye. He was massive and only one thought would cross his mind later when he would rise up and make his bolder still deceleration. Where. In the Seven rings of HELL. Did she find THAT? But he would say nothing against it. Because he had been rather bold once himself. Only this time he wasn't surrounded on all sides by strangers. He'd been around the block once or twice. The brute moved around a lot and knew the West very well at this point, assuming that all the old paths still existed. He'd be able to scout around and keep up with who was where with relative ease, and he was a decent hunter so he knew he would still be of good service to her. He knew he would be welcome as well. His concerns though lay beside him. Avalon and him had made themselves official at last after all the years of waiting. He had always been a family man, but the term was about to take on a whole new meaning for him. So he would not be as readily available as he once could have been. Things would all be different now. That's why this was all so much more important than it had once been before. And he still had the notion to run and finish the dream he'd set off upon all those years ago. He wasn't sure how he'd find the time to do it now. But he'd have to see all the same. Surreal had been there the night he'd pledged himself to Erani's service. So she would remember well the gesture that he was about to make and it would be all the indication that he needed. Looking her square in the face and locking her gaze, his maw would pull back into a slowly forming smile as he slowly brought his paw up higher and higher. Once it had reached a certain height, his maw had pulled back into a big toothy grin. And he would tilt his head back just a tad, raising his chin with the same age old spark of defiance from all those years ago. Then he would slam his paw against the earth as he had once before. He didn't say anything. Didn't have to. Surreal had heard him say it before. Once his fur settled again and he was at once calm once more, he would reach over and nudge Avalon gently with his nose. "You'll be fine. She bites, but only when she has to." He would jokingly whisper to her with a calm and gentle voice. The brute was so very satisfied with himself. His family was getting so big again. "Speech" |