Risk Taking
10-25-2015, 01:58 PM
Walk | Talk | Think
His thoughts consumed him as he traveled, taking turns with his need to scan his surroundings in order to make sure he did not accidentally bypass the place he sought. It made him all the more anxious to think that he might miss his destination by simply being inattentive, but at the same time he could not shut off the inner dialogue that looped through his mind. It was important to him that he evaluate his decision, to give it the proper thought that it needed and deserved. It was far too big a choice to be made lightly, but the closer he got the more he started to believe that no amount of time would be enough. Questions would always return or rise anew. It was just his way. And his latest choice was quietly creeping up behind him, downwind and silent. It took the woof for him to realize Surreal was there, and too surprised to stop Miksa continued to walk as she fell into step at his side. She was just as he remembered, still friendly and kind, and the casualness of her question caught him a little off guard. "I'm...I'm okay," he answered, going for a truthful answer as opposed to one that exaggerated his health and well-being. He was as good as a loner without anyone to lean on could be, he supposed. Realizing he must have found the place he had been searching for, Miksa slowed his stride to a stop, feeling as if the impending conversation was better suited from a stationary position. Bringing up the subject, however, no matter whether his intentions in being there had already been determined, felt like something that needed to be done with a little more tact than to jump right into it now. He thought for half a second, trying to decide what else he might say to be polite and carry the conversation along, and reiterated Surreal's own question back to her. "How are you?" Was she well? Was she still planning on forming her pack? Was there still a place in it available to him? The questions tumbled about in his mind, waiting their turn, and Miksa swallowed nervously as he did what he did best and listened. |