Not to find
05-16-2016, 06:33 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-16-2016, 06:52 PM by Lykos I.)
He wasn't quite certain about his mother's pack yet. The laws, the customs... even the ranks. It was all so unfamiliar to him, and his disliked it very much so. The change was not welcome, though he had no choice. The give no names rule made him feel the most uneasy; why would there be such a rule in place? If one sought to harm one of Ivalice's members, it would be within good reason, right? After all, what was the point of harming someone without reason? Of course, it could happen - but in that case would it not be better to let the pack know about that individual in particular? It was as if his mother was harboring someone who was sought after. It made him deeply perturbed. Who was this person? What did they do to warrant such a rule to be specially put in place for them? Of course, it could simply be that he was overthinking it all - that there was no such person, no such circumstance.
But he trusted his instinct too much for that.
Sighing heavily, he gazed up at the trees around him. They were intertwined in such a peculiar way; they just begged to be climbed, and with little hesitation he would jump upon the trunks, stepping quite carefully to climb a bit higher. Already, beneath the canopy, he could see the forested area all around him, and he grinned, tail wagging. It was then he scented the other wolf, and his head tipped in curiosity. With that other scent was also the scent of the pack that bordered Ivalice, and it quite piqued his curiosity.
Scrambling down the trees, he headed in the direction of the wolf, a woman, and soon enough she was in sight. A slight woman, but not a weak one. She had a warrior's walk, a warrior's build - he had seen that confidence before. He dipped his head to her. "Greetings," he called out, neutral enough, even on the cheerful side. He got a good vibe from this woman, and he definitely trusted those vibes.
"Lykos"
But he trusted his instinct too much for that.
Sighing heavily, he gazed up at the trees around him. They were intertwined in such a peculiar way; they just begged to be climbed, and with little hesitation he would jump upon the trunks, stepping quite carefully to climb a bit higher. Already, beneath the canopy, he could see the forested area all around him, and he grinned, tail wagging. It was then he scented the other wolf, and his head tipped in curiosity. With that other scent was also the scent of the pack that bordered Ivalice, and it quite piqued his curiosity.
Scrambling down the trees, he headed in the direction of the wolf, a woman, and soon enough she was in sight. A slight woman, but not a weak one. She had a warrior's walk, a warrior's build - he had seen that confidence before. He dipped his head to her. "Greetings," he called out, neutral enough, even on the cheerful side. He got a good vibe from this woman, and he definitely trusted those vibes.
"Lykos"