Wear me like a locket
11-14-2016, 08:42 PM
He nodded as he listened to her, understanding that she must feel a lot of responsibility for getting a pack prepared for winter. It was easier when you were a nomad - you could just leave and go any place you liked, and if prey wasn't abundant enough, you just moved on to somewhere that was. With a pack, everyone was expected to stay in one place, and resources had to be made to last all winter long. He realized if he wanted to stay here, he would really have to pull his weight and make sure he wasn't just an idle mouth to feed. But it wasn't like he'd ever lived off the backs of others. He'd always provided for himself, and from a young age, too. He couldn't see himself being deadweight, even if pack life was a new concept for him. "I'm sure with you in charge, things are going right," he said, and he meant it. From what he'd seen, she seemed like a very capable woman, and self-assured, too.
He smiled and even laughed a bit when she said she'd love to have him here, and tucked his ears back self-consciously when she said he'd struck her as an honest man. "I-I... thanks," he said quietly, shuffling like a nervous pup. He wasn't used to hearing compliments like that, and he wasn't really sure if it was true. But if that's what she thought of him, he wasn't going to let her down. Now she asked if he had a particular skill set, which made him visibly squirm, his paws digging into the rocky ground, tail shifting uncomfortably. What could he really say? He definitely wasn't a fighter - he hadn't the idea of conflict, and he knew he'd be useless in a battle. But he wasn't a healer either, having no knowledge of herbs or techniques for healing wounds. However, he knew he could hunt, since he'd always taken care of himself.
"Well, I can definitely hunt," he began, honey amber eyes looking up at her, "I can help your pack get ready for winter. Uhm, but mostly I've been a traveler all my life. I'm pretty good at navigating, finding my way and learning new routes easily. So, if there's any way we can put that to use, scouting out new territory, looking for resources, that kind of thing... I'm pretty good at that." He wasn't sure if it was a skill that could be used in a pack, but he sure hoped so. He had always traveled the lands, and it was what he knew best. Following the stars, the sun and the moon, creating new paths and trails to make the land easier to navigate, and finding new things, especially food.
He smiled and even laughed a bit when she said she'd love to have him here, and tucked his ears back self-consciously when she said he'd struck her as an honest man. "I-I... thanks," he said quietly, shuffling like a nervous pup. He wasn't used to hearing compliments like that, and he wasn't really sure if it was true. But if that's what she thought of him, he wasn't going to let her down. Now she asked if he had a particular skill set, which made him visibly squirm, his paws digging into the rocky ground, tail shifting uncomfortably. What could he really say? He definitely wasn't a fighter - he hadn't the idea of conflict, and he knew he'd be useless in a battle. But he wasn't a healer either, having no knowledge of herbs or techniques for healing wounds. However, he knew he could hunt, since he'd always taken care of himself.
"Well, I can definitely hunt," he began, honey amber eyes looking up at her, "I can help your pack get ready for winter. Uhm, but mostly I've been a traveler all my life. I'm pretty good at navigating, finding my way and learning new routes easily. So, if there's any way we can put that to use, scouting out new territory, looking for resources, that kind of thing... I'm pretty good at that." He wasn't sure if it was a skill that could be used in a pack, but he sure hoped so. He had always traveled the lands, and it was what he knew best. Following the stars, the sun and the moon, creating new paths and trails to make the land easier to navigate, and finding new things, especially food.