Love will find a way <3
He was a bit disappointed with her answer, though was wary not to allow that disappointment to show on his chestnut features. He had been hoping she was an islander and perhaps knew of the whereabouts of his missing cyan friend, though he reminded himself to be realistic. The likelihood of him finding the very land she had come from and someone who knew of her was extremely unlikely. Perhaps she hadn't returned to her former home and instead had ventured further inland. However, one thing remained certain: the longer he searched for her, his faith and determination in finding her decreased. Would he ever find her? Was she gone forever?
She was, however, a pack wolf. Oh, why hadn't he picked that up in her scent instead of asking if she lived on this silly island? Of course this wasn't her home. "And which pack is that, miss?" he inquired, quickly adding his own. "I'm from Abaven." Though this pack of hers didn't seem to be situated around the coast, it appeared she had ventured to the edge of the mainland as a child. "I've lived inland my entire life, so I've never really seen the ocean before," he confessed with a shy chuckle, unsure what the female, who seemed so confident in this sandy region, would think of him. Surely he wasn't he only one who had never laid his eyes on the sparkling water that met the sky?
Her twinkling gaze never seemed to leave the crabs, and with a giggling grin she asked if he cared to do the honours. His emerald gaze flickered between her and the crabs, a frown creasing his expression. "The honours of what, miss?" he asked again, feeling foolish for not knowing. |
