Until I Devour You
10-14-2016, 02:19 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-14-2016, 02:23 PM by Elias.)
His ears twitched as she revealed that she didn't know much about the wolves on the other side of the mountain, though he listened to what details she could provide and gave her nod afterward as if to confirm that he'd understood. It posed a few questions for him, though perhaps he would do a bit of investigating on his own after he'd explored a bit more, or perhaps he would find another with a bit more information.
He'd been in his own head for the most part, though he caught her occasional glance; he couldn't help but to tense slightly- not enough to raise his hackles but enough that the tightness of his muscles would be visible beneath his short fur. It was different being solitary and not knowing who he was going to meet or what their thoughts of him might be, was he scaring her- had he upset her? It had become common enough that he couldn't help but assume. Ruby gaze would sneak a quick glance over her own features before relaxing slightly.. no, she didn't seem scared or upset. She was calm, a soothing thought..
As she spoke, he nearly missed her first few words- closing his eyes in an attempt to focus and regain his composure. Everything was going well, there was no need for him to stress. He reopened them with a renewed tranquility over his features, though after a few seconds a small smirk broke the surface. "Never? Where I come from, you're not considered honorable until you've got at least one." He grinned slightly, casting her a glance that would allow her to know that he was joking for the most part. It felt good to jest and helped him restore his air of confidence before continuing, "This one on my chest is my favorite, I got it from the bear that killed my father. Myself, my sister and the rest of the pack led a hunt once we'd discovered it was revisiting the territory.. learned a lot about bears from this one. Never got another scar from one." He chuckled before shaking his head side to side lightly as if to ruffle the fur along his neck before canting his head so she could see the scar on his snout. "This one here is from a cougar we caught preying on the pups, my sister killed it while I distracted it's claws. Stung like hell, but it was an effective strategy." His sister wasn't too happy about that plan afterward, but he couldn't help but grin while reminiscing. His eyes flashed upward as if to gesture toward his forehead, "And this one was 'kiss' from my loving mother."
He turned his head to her fully then, his smile fading to one of a bit more serious. "My brothers have given me plenty beneath my fur, though hardly any are visible. There's one just behind my right shoulder blade if you look close enough, though. When I was younger, Ace had always been far more dedicated to his training than I was. He got me good in a spar and never missed a day of training after that- dedication through competition, I suppose.."
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
Tag Me!