bittersweet memories
12-31-2015, 03:24 AM
The wolf made no comment to the she wolf’s explanation of how her mate had disappeared, only to return to her blind. It was clearly a touchy subject that Maverick has unknowing provoked. Even as she spoke, the lupus tried to picture losing his sense of sight. The canine could not imagine being unable to see your mate, the love of your life in which you want to spend every moon and every sun with. Unable to see your very own children, the blood and fur that you and your mate had created together. Not to mention, everything else the world had to offer. The very thought sent chills down his spine and a twinge of ache through his core. Maverick could not live with himself if that happened to him. Not able to provide for his family. It almost made him feel sick to his stomach just thinking about it. He remained silent for a while. Although his expression did softened, he did not reveal pity or looked down upon her as if she was a broken soul. In fact, he held his same expression as he was before he found out about this information. Even as her sturdy mismatched gaze met his when he gave his half ass excuse about his health, the battle worn canine let an impish playful grim tug the edges of his ebony lips. It was true. Mav has been a loner for over two years now. Not much has changed, even the last time they met. Food and shelter were always an issue, but the canine always found a way to make ends meet. Whether it was to fight for it, steal for it, or, on several occasions, ‘sleep’ with someone. The male had many tactics, not all of them made him proud of himself though. That the mention of home however, snap Mavi out of his daze. Warm deep citrine colored digits held her curious gaze, truly catching him off guard by her question. “Uhhhhhh…." the man emitted, intelligently, unsure how to respond. Home sounded so… weird to his ears. To him, home was back with his mother’s group of loners who, in truth, did not treat him ideal. He really never thought about home besides maybe his future pack, if even that. But to join Surreal’s up and coming pack, never crossed his mind. Cons and pros swiftly ran through his thoughts as a wintry gust roar over the plains and ruffled his coat. Realizing he had not responded to her yet, the ebony headed creature gave off a chuckle. But again, the chuckle came out more dysfunctional than he meant it to be. “I've never really thought about it,” Maverick replied gingerly, not accepting or denying her clear offer to join her up and coming pack, but instead, played dumb as if he never caught onto her offer, “I don’t take orders very well and being under someone else sounds a little out of my realm… if you catch my drift.” Mav did not really deny her offer, but he did not accept it either. The loner had a hard time with authority and he like Surreal. But, the lupus knew his warm welcome would be short lived as soon as he stepped on someone’s paws whether he did it intentionally or by accident. He would rather have Surreal on his good side than bad. But maybe, the she wolf could convince him with sweet words and a good offer. Maybe… “Speech” » tags: @surreal & open » notes: -rolls- |
