Until I Devour You
09-29-2016, 07:29 AM
He had not missed their size difference, though he was not overly surprised by it. Most all of those that he'd met outside of his family stood near her height. Even his sister, Eliana, the smallest of the litter, seemed to tower over females outside of their bloodline. Their parents had been two titans in comparison to the lot of the litter, so growing up he didn't really realize just how tall their family was compared to especially southern wolves. After more came to join his father's pack, he began to notice.. especially when the doberman made his first appearance. A mouthy little thing, but even the doberman had proven his strength in a fight for food against Elias himself. He did not win, but he certainly held his own enough to earn respect from the then-king.
His gaze drifted over the features she offered, though he soon found the bright gem clasped around a necklace held delicately over her shoulders. His features softened as he seemed quite mesmerized by the presence of the apparel on a wolf. Outside of pelts and skulls for rituals, his pack had never carried anything quite as... elegant and beautiful as this woman did. He listened to her words, though his eyes failed to meet her own and instead hovered on this captivating item.
When she finished, he lifted his ruby stare finally to lock on to her own mismatched eyes. "Interesting," but did he mean their current vicinity or the necklace she carried? His limbs began to move, carrying him leisurely to her side where she would experience just how much taller he was than her up close. He was lean, but his frame was also longer than hers, his skull quite a bit wider. For being tall, he hardly seemed disproportionate at all like some other wolves his height. This was no random mutation that appeared in his genetics and lengthened his bones, this was the product of fine breeding.
He stopped with his head dangerously close to her hips, providing that she hadn't moved away, and would twist the thick of his neck to peer back to her, "Would you be willing to lead me to the nearest, untainted water source, Faite?" He could have simply asked for directions, but where was the fun in that? "I am a visitor here, and you are the first that I've met. Would it be too bothersome to ask for your time, and to gain more information about these lands and the packs that dwell here? And perhaps, where you acquired such an interesting attachment." His eyes gravitated toward that necklace once again.
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
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