Terminal Wanderlust
11-16-2016, 09:54 PM
A rush of a crisp breeze raked its icy talons through my coat, prompting a shiver to skirt down my spine. It wasnt even truly winter and I was already becoming fed up with the cold. I shrugged off his apology, "Please, don't apologize. It builds character." I paused, making light of the situation with a half smile; it was always odd meeting new people. Some were immediately disgusted by me, some took pity on me, some spared me little more than a passing thought, figuring I would be dead within the year. But all saw me as the same thing: incomplete. Dont get me wrong, this isnt a pity party. It was a fact of life. I am not one for hiding my flaws, as I really and truly have no choice, but I believed that made me stronger. There was nothing that anyone could use against me; what you see is what you get. I was just... me. The gray wolf seemed to stutter over his words before he introduced himself and his compatriot; "Its a pleasure to meet you both!" I chirped, wondering how the two became acquainted. It seemed odd to see a jackal roaming with a wolf, but then again, I was not from these parts, so I really had no idea if it was odd. When Oleander nodded, agreeing to help me brush up on my latin, I couldnt stop my tail from wagging. Well, at least my blunder hadnt driven him off. Ears pricked for his question, and I nodded; "My mother spoke three languages, but latin was her favorite." I explained, probably offering up too much information, but hey, I was an open book, remember? My face fell slightly at his next question, tail slowing just a little bit. "It has been a long time..." I trailed off, swallowing. "But I shouldnt be a lost cause! And Im sure you make a great teacher." I perked up, offering the much more reserved male some positive encouragement. I tried to think back to my childhood, to the lessons that my mother forced Orestes and myself to endure; would the language come back to me quickly? |
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