Flipsy Flopsy
06-12-2017, 01:14 AM
As she walked alongside Ganta, Caelum would come to enjoy his company. She was a social creature by nature, and though past events had made it harder to go out and enjoy some interactions as easily as she used to, the part of her that loved to chat and spend time with others had refused to be fully snuffed out. Her lips curved in a warm smile the whole time he spoke, while she occasionally interjected. "That's a good choice for a name. It has power, and personal meaning to you. Having a name you can announce with pride is always good," she commented idly, trying to keep herself from going on too long so he might continue his explanation of his vision for this pack.
For the rest of the little introduction to his idea Caelum would keep quiet, nodding here and there, ice blue eyes thoughtful but she wouldn't interrupt. At the bit about her possibly thinking him naive she had to grin and chuckle, shaking her onyx crowned skull gently, "Not at all, dear Ganta! Far from it, I think you have noble ideas, great and worthy goals, and a beautifully kind heart. In fact I quite admire the determination I hear when you speak of this dream pack." Her smile was a genuine one that reached all the way to her eyes, warming the ice colored orbs so they almost seemed as warm as her welcoming personality. The boy was young, sure, but his ideas and goals were refreshing to hear. The conviction with which he spoke was darn near infectious; if he wasn't careful she might start chanting the name of this pack herself. The way he acted and spoke felt familiar. It took her a moment to place it, but when she did the older woman perked up a bit.
"My father, a devilishly handsome brute named Jovan, was very much like you. He was passionate, driven, and idealistic as they come. He always seemed like the kind of man who'd happily go to the ends of the earth for the ones he loved, you could tell just by talking to him," Cae said slowly, glancing sideways at Ganta as she plodded alongside him, "I hope it's not odd of me to say you have that same aura about you. Channel that, if you find the right wolves when you are ready to start your pack they will see that and know you are a leader worth following."
She fell silent a moment, pale ears flicking about as she mulled over the ideas churning in her head. Caelum didn't have a lot going on lately. Once she'd thought the idea of trying to join a new pack was a terrible one, at first because she was still in mourning, and later because she convinced herself she would not enjoy being ruled by another. Now though as she grew older (though not quite as wise as she'd hoped she would be by now) the woman was ready to let go of foolish notions. Glancing back at her temporary traveling companion, Caelum considered both him and her words carefully for a bit. "It may be a bit forward, but when you get to be my age you're allowed to be forward because time is limited and beating around the bush wastes it, but I think if you weren't opposed I'd be keen to join this pack of your when you do build it. I have plenty to offer, not only my skills and assistance as a pack member, but some of my perspective as someone who once was the alpha of a fairly successful pack."
For the rest of the little introduction to his idea Caelum would keep quiet, nodding here and there, ice blue eyes thoughtful but she wouldn't interrupt. At the bit about her possibly thinking him naive she had to grin and chuckle, shaking her onyx crowned skull gently, "Not at all, dear Ganta! Far from it, I think you have noble ideas, great and worthy goals, and a beautifully kind heart. In fact I quite admire the determination I hear when you speak of this dream pack." Her smile was a genuine one that reached all the way to her eyes, warming the ice colored orbs so they almost seemed as warm as her welcoming personality. The boy was young, sure, but his ideas and goals were refreshing to hear. The conviction with which he spoke was darn near infectious; if he wasn't careful she might start chanting the name of this pack herself. The way he acted and spoke felt familiar. It took her a moment to place it, but when she did the older woman perked up a bit.
"My father, a devilishly handsome brute named Jovan, was very much like you. He was passionate, driven, and idealistic as they come. He always seemed like the kind of man who'd happily go to the ends of the earth for the ones he loved, you could tell just by talking to him," Cae said slowly, glancing sideways at Ganta as she plodded alongside him, "I hope it's not odd of me to say you have that same aura about you. Channel that, if you find the right wolves when you are ready to start your pack they will see that and know you are a leader worth following."
She fell silent a moment, pale ears flicking about as she mulled over the ideas churning in her head. Caelum didn't have a lot going on lately. Once she'd thought the idea of trying to join a new pack was a terrible one, at first because she was still in mourning, and later because she convinced herself she would not enjoy being ruled by another. Now though as she grew older (though not quite as wise as she'd hoped she would be by now) the woman was ready to let go of foolish notions. Glancing back at her temporary traveling companion, Caelum considered both him and her words carefully for a bit. "It may be a bit forward, but when you get to be my age you're allowed to be forward because time is limited and beating around the bush wastes it, but I think if you weren't opposed I'd be keen to join this pack of your when you do build it. I have plenty to offer, not only my skills and assistance as a pack member, but some of my perspective as someone who once was the alpha of a fairly successful pack."