Counting on Hearts
That smile and a tail wag, she would say it was cute, a smile often looked good on anyone and he was a handsome man at that. What are you doing, stop! You're not a pup! Her mind was a strange thing sometimes. He asked how katja was, the male seemingly excited she had moved next door to the Viking group. "She looked well last we sparred in the battlefield, but now? Truth be told I think she might be angry with me." She sighed as a frown took hold, "One of my friends who was a former member of Yfir is in my pack. One of her members came by asking for him, but he left before I could call for him. So I'm not exactly sure what will happen now." Truth be told, it was a dilemma that had been left in the dark. She didn't know whether to leave it be and deal with it when the time came, or whether to take matters into her own hands.
It seemed that bass would then take on a slightly more serious tone, informing her that her sister had had a pack up north at one time too. Her tail hung limp, gaze looking down as she felt her heart give way. "I didn't know..." She was glad he told her, it made her proud of her sister for accomplishing what she had wanted. She only wished that she had been there to support her. "I'm glad you told me, I had no idea. I left to look for more of our family, but had I been here then I would have supported her. I only wish I knew where she was now." The pain in his eyes was evident, and she knew it well. She had pretty much lost her whole family, but she learned to live with it. "It gets a little easier as time passes. We'll always miss them, but they'll also be in our heart."
He responded to her comment about being envious, and his long drawn explanation was amusing. She'd spent a lot of time as a loner, but she didn't like it. She was born and raised among a familial pack, and always felt that was the type of setting she belonged in. She laughed at his later comment about himself, tail flicking as she grinned. "Well, we learn something new everyday. I know I'll still be learning more about myself as an alpha." When he asked if she was stealing ideas, her face had confusion written all over it. "Erm, well..." The teasing joke was flying right over her head. "We're certainly not mercenaries, but we'll do what we can for our allies."
She felt glad in all honesty, that she could have such an easy conversation with him. He had charisma, that was for sure. "Thank you, Bass." She enjoyed talking to him, not wanting to seem like she was doing it purely for business (she was rarely if ever keeping things to pure business, why not make friends in the process?) "I hate to ask, but I was wondering if maybe...you had a spare mentor or two, that could teach a few things to us?" She knew there might be some sort of price, a trade of sorts. And she was willing to make a trade or whatever he had in mind. Of course, if it was within her abilities to do so, then she would. |
