Voices in the dark
12-06-2015, 11:04 PM
His nose would not betray him, but his ears as well would identify who it was. Two different colored eyes would lay themselves on the woman. She was barely an adult judging by the scent. Trying to take the lessons from Hera to heart. Rivaxorus didn't know who she was, only that she was from Abaven. Where his great uncle Allen was from - probably going back or going to try to with the change in alpha and the pack entirely. Everything just seemed to fall through the floor after his mother had died. Even his previous plans to go to Fiori were still just up in the air.
Since she had taken the time to talk, he would approach her. She was cautious, but the boy large as he was - gave no signs that he was going to attack her at all. Riv wouldn't dream of it. "Hi. You're from Abaven aren't you? My names Rivaxorus." Hopefully he wasn't just known as... Arian's son. Sometimes that really ticked him off. Either way, his white eye patch was also a dead giveaway if not his appearance. Gray ears pulling forward towards her. |
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