Pride is a Weapon

*Xephyris* · 09-11-2016, 09:36 PM

The sound of another wolf's voice caught his attention, and he craned his neck to find the wolf that was speaking to him. It occurred to him that he did not know the language of the other man, but it sounded different than Soleil's language - it wasn't French. Briefly he wondered how many languages there could possibly be, but he didn't have time to dwell on the thought, as he had to focus on speaking with the wolf who'd addressed him. There wouldn't be anything he could do if the man didn't speak a word of English. So, turning his body so that he could face the other, he looked down off the ledge he was seated on. "Greetings stranger," his voice came forth, silvery-blue eyes scanning over the scarred frame of the other, "I'm sorry, but I don't speak your language. Do you know any English?" He wondered what the male's response was going to be. Unlike with Soleil, Xephyris wasn't sure he'd be the least motivated to try to figure out the foreign words of another man.

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