Alive In The Lights

*Faite* · 11-01-2016, 02:30 PM

Faite's ears perked up with interest at the mention of Abaven. So that was the pack scent she'd smelled. Interesting. She was half tempted to ask him why he left, but she got the feeling that was a more personal question and she was a stranger. She bit her tongue instead and was thankful by the distraction of him looking at the natural sky light.

She noticed how his ears flattened and how nervous he seemed to be. She gave him a concerned frown when he made to move past her and mentioned that he couldn't keep standing around. She rose to her paws and opened her mouth to say something before she clamped it shut again. Was he really afraid of lightning. That seemed to be the case. She'd never met anyone with a fear of the weather before so she would have found it amusing if she didn't feel so bad for him.

She padded after him, not seeing anything better to do with her time while it was storming, and as content to see that they didn't come across any more holes in the ceiling after a while. Finally she found the courage to ask.

"Is it the thunder or the lightning that bothers you?" She hoped he wouldn't take offense to the question.

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