hold me down
08-21-2016, 10:05 PM
One thing that Aki knew was that he wasn't terribly difficult to read. His emotions were worn quite plainly - though that often could be misconstrued as being forced - and he had little care for hiding parts of himself, as wolves so often did. Pleasure shone in his crimson eyes as she took the sight of him in. He prayed one of these days he might meet another tusked wolf so he might not be looked at so strangely, though truth be told, the attention didnt exactly bother him. He was a bit selfish in the way that he adored attention, and was generally amused by the wayward glances he was given. It was irritating at times, though, when he wasn't in the mood.
He words brought a hearty chuckle, bellowing from his chest freely. A bird wasn't much of a snack, that was true, though he'd made meals of worse. A big fat hare was much more of a snack, he concluded. "I suppose that's true," he chortled as he ambled closer to her, closing the distance between them with a pawful of long strides. "Though most anything will due when you're hungry enough." He offered a shrug to accompany his words. This place was surely full of rodents, which he preferred much more than birds.
She explained she was just exploring. She was a pack wolf. He had nothing against them, though still didn't quite get what sort of life that must be - if anything, at least he could understand the appeal of ruling a pack, but being a member of one was something different entirely. He hummed under his breath quietly for a moment. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Renhett. Name's Aki. The tusks run in my family, I suppose. My father had them also. Can't help but wonder if my future children might." He'd always pictured himself with children, though never with a family in the traditional sense of the word. He knew too that he wasn't getting any younger, and the thought of such things crossed his mind lately more often than usual.
He words brought a hearty chuckle, bellowing from his chest freely. A bird wasn't much of a snack, that was true, though he'd made meals of worse. A big fat hare was much more of a snack, he concluded. "I suppose that's true," he chortled as he ambled closer to her, closing the distance between them with a pawful of long strides. "Though most anything will due when you're hungry enough." He offered a shrug to accompany his words. This place was surely full of rodents, which he preferred much more than birds.
She explained she was just exploring. She was a pack wolf. He had nothing against them, though still didn't quite get what sort of life that must be - if anything, at least he could understand the appeal of ruling a pack, but being a member of one was something different entirely. He hummed under his breath quietly for a moment. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Renhett. Name's Aki. The tusks run in my family, I suppose. My father had them also. Can't help but wonder if my future children might." He'd always pictured himself with children, though never with a family in the traditional sense of the word. He knew too that he wasn't getting any younger, and the thought of such things crossed his mind lately more often than usual.
