Making Sea Shells by the Seashore
01-18-2016, 07:36 PM
He hadn't been raised to be a bad person. No.. on the contrary, his parents had instilled some good values in him. But he wasn't naturally altruistic either. Survival came first for him - he preferred keeping to himself, and staying out of others' problems, most of the time. Why this stranger was sharing her food with him, or hell, even sitting and talking to him, was beyond him. She even ignored his question, instead going to get him something else to eat. Interesting. She watched him as he ate, and her gaze on him felt piercing. She seemed much more skilled at eating these sea-creatures than him, which.. wasn't really saying much, as he rarely ate them, if ever. His brows pulled together tightly as she spoke, explaining herself. "Thanks, I guess," he said, not in regards to the meal, but her saying he seemed nice enough. It was a hard judgement to make upon first meeting a wolf, but she seemed pretty decent herself. She spoke a lot though.. much more than he did. He lapped at his lips as she continued on, briefly going on a tangent about wanting to make him like her? "I can stay a bit longer." If anything was worth staying for, it was this. Someone to chat with, even if he didn't really know her at all, and a meal. How long, though, was another story entirely. Still, he knew a thing or two about feeling lonely, and though he didn't respond directly to her words.. he nodded somberly. "I'd like that," he said finally, after a moment, and after clearing his throat. Steel didn't know if he'd actively seek to eat those things on his own accord, unless he was starving, but it could be fun, right? |
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