Break the rules
Aldric had decided he liked this place, Lirim… the wolves here were nice enough. At least Jewell and Faite were. His main interest however was Jewell, the other French speaking wolf who seemed to have an equal interest in him. Both of the young ones were colorful too which was another quizzical thing in and of itself. For once Aldric didn’t feel like he was around a stranger. Sure he didn’t know Jewell too well yet but… he felt happy whenever he saw her. Just knowing there were other wolves like him…
He was resting, not quite asleep when the bark of Jewell rose him. Aldric flicked open his eyes and rose with a stretch, a small grin appearing on his face. “Quelque chose de magnifique, vous dites? Est-ce ... au-delà des terres du paquetage? {Somewhere beautiful you say? Is it… beyond the pack lands?}” Alright so maybe he wasn’t the best one to be making friends with either. Faite had wanted the youths to stay within Lirim, especially ones like Jewell… but the thought of an adventure called out to the colorful boy as he wiggled closer to her, since exiting the den wasn’t exactly an option yet.
“Nous pourrions avoir des problèmes. Vous avez préparé pour cela? {We could get in trouble. You prepared for that?} Yet even with his words there was a mischievous glint in his eyes. He was all for this. |