Stuck In These Memories

Mercy shook her head slowly back and forth, a smirk on her maw. It would seem that he wasn't too fond of what she had to say, but she just shrugged her shoulders. There wasn't much that could be said or done about it, it was her opinion that she had about it, as well as what she had experienced. Everything took a better turn when they switched topics, they very quickly picked up on each others energy. Even with the rain -- that was starting to pick up -- she felt like she was actually having a good conversation with Lykos. Even though he was a puppy, she felt like he was just another wolf. There was a strange part of her that was really starting to care for him, feeling a connection starting to form between them. It was very... weird. She wasn't quite sure what to call it, or how to quite put her paw on it. Was is friendship? It felt a bit stronger than that, like affection. Not the sexual kind, no. He was still a child. The dame let out a huff of irritation, it wasn't directed at him, but towards herself. It was bothering her that she couldn't quite place it, so she just tried to shake the whole feeling away. When she was alone she could think about it more.

He seemed eager to learn, saying that he would love to be shown how to fight. It would be good for her too, it would give her something to do without picking on half of Imperium. She could focus her energy on that, and it would save herself from having to take long walks or looking for someone to bite into. Her ears quivered when he whined, but his saddened state didn't seem to last very long. Such were the mood swings of a child, she guessed. Not that he was super young, but after all it wasn't really often that she young out with those who were younger than her. He talked about wanting to learn what his own name meant, and she nodded her head. It was always good to know where your name came from, if you liked it or not. It was then that the rain really started to pick up, and Mercy jumped up to her paws and glared up at the clouds. Stupid weather... "Let's get out of this rain, I'm going to be soaked soon." she muttered, her white fur already starting to cling to her sides. She didn't have a den in this area, but she knew that there was a barn around these parts. Picking up her pace to a run, Mercy booked it towards the area where she remembered seeing the building. As soon as it came into view she dove in through the large opening in the side, panting as she shook the rain from her coat. There were several patches in the roof that were missing, letting the rain come in. Finding a dry patch she looked around to see if Lykos followed her, or if he had decided to go home.

"Speech"
'thoughts'