Coming of Age
06-19-2013, 11:02 PM
Walk | "Talk" | Think His simple statement seemed to do the trick. Rather than cower before him, as if afraid he might strike out at her for no apparent reason, the white she-wolf began to draw herself upwards and out of her lowered stance, still appearing slightly uncomfortable though less fearful. Honestly, he still didn't understand the fear. As far as he was concerned his brother had taken the majority of the fierceness, coupling it with his forward, brazen ways to give him somewhat of an intense personality. In comparison, Rune surely appeared to be lacking. His siblings were not here to overshadow him, however. He was completely on his own, and he wasn't sure how to handle the situation at all. Maia was so much better at conversation than he was, Vixe always ready and willing to take control of the situation no matter what it was. He tried to think as they did, tried to think of something else, clever or otherwise, that he might say to at the very least make small talk if not strike up an actual conversation, but everything seemed to evade him as he noticed her curiously pink eyes fix themselves upon him. His ears minutely turned as if considering falling back against his head in confusion, tempted to fidget in place as she continued to look at him but resisting. Instead he held himself in a still stance, almost rigid, unsure what else to do. She tried to speak, failed at first, and then tried again, this time admitting that she was lost. Drawn by her statement, Rune tore his frosty blue eyes from her to glance around and overhead, the thick, brittle shrubbery so consistent and thick that he could still make nothing out of the skies overhead. Of all the places to get lost, he wondered, this could possibly have been one of the worst. It was far too easy to get disoriented in here, especially if one had been moving so inattentively as he had seen her doing. But he doubted his own ability to be of any help to her. His knowledge about the lands only went as far back as he had traveled, the trail he had left in his wake that he intended to follow back to Tortuga once he had finished his little bit of exploration. Returning his eyes to the girl, his serious expression smoothed a little. "It's easy to get lost in here," he stated lowly, informatively, feeling overall unhelpful and weak as far as conversing went. Vixe was far too imposing, but what he would have given for Maia to be there to help. No. This was a test for him, a challenge that he needed to overcome on his own. Sooner or later he would be forced into many more such interactions, would need to hold his own against others who were not just meek girls like this one. He needed to learn now before he found himself failing as an adult. "I only know how to get home," he answered after a moment, as if excusing his own inability to be of any real assistance to her. But maybe she remembered where she lived. Maybe she remembered in which direction she needed to travel to get home. "Where do you live?" he asked, his tone coming forth easier and with a touch more curiosity now that he had a direction to move in with the conversation. If she knew which way to go once she was free, he figured he could at least get her out of the tangled mess and on her way home if he could do nothing else. |
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