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Ah ha so she could speak! Ganta was amazed. His smile widened upon Abby’s introduction, dipping his head once more. She was a proper little thing, wasn’t she? It fascinated him that such a small creature could interact with wolves. It was even more amazing that Roza didn’t consider her friend food, though perhaps the language thing helped with that. Understanding your prey would certainly turn Ganta away from wanting to eat it anyway. As far as he knew not many creatures spoke the language of wolves when it came down to a percentage base. That made Abby a rare find indeed.
“No kidding?” Ganta’s gaze lingered on Abby until the little bird flew off towards a nearby tree. His ghostly gaze then shifted back to Roza. “I think it’s nice that you were able to help her. Most wolves probably would have turned a blind eye to a bird with a fractured wing.” As the question was turned around on him Ganta shifted, a frown on his face. How had he been? Well…
“Restless, actually.” He confessed. “I’ve been considering making my own pack, actually. I am grateful towards Avalon of Ivalice for taking me into her pack. However… I guess some of my father’s ambitions are still within me.” Ganta let out a light laugh. “Though I’m not really interested in conquest like he was, to be honest with you.” Ganta shifted a bit, his eyes shining happily.
“I was hoping to create a more neutral pack, to be honest with you. If… If you want I can share my ideas. I know you’re in another pack, but I certainly wouldn’t want to become your enemy.” |
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