And we spill out our scars
12-27-2016, 10:50 AM
This was something new for Faite. Any time she'd seen the male he was happy, bouncy, and overly excited. Now he seemed somber, she could see a cut on his head, and overall he wasn't himself which worried her. She took note of the way his tail wiggled nervously and how he looked away from her which caused her to frown. Was he still upset from the meeting? In hindsight she probably should have told Zell about Ritsy, but it hadn't crossed her mind. That certainly didn't excuse Zell from his slightly dramatic reaction to him. She knew Ritsy wasn't different looking, but he didn't have to get so defensive either. "No Ritsy, you're not bad at all." She stood anxiously as Ritsy curled himself into a ball and faced away from her. She didn't want to overstep her boundaries and go try and comfort him, but she didn't like seeing him in such anguish either. Sure he could have used a nice bath and was more than a bit odd looking, but once you got to know him Ritsy was a good wolf. Maybe a bit messed up in the head, but he'd improved a lot since she'd first met him. "Well we could try giving you a bath. That and my sister is a healer. She could help you with your skin. Plus you have a really cute short tail and you're nice Ritsy, so I promise you're likable." Walk, "Talk" Think |