Against The Waves
12-06-2017, 06:16 AM
It was hard to not feel lovely on this beautiful day. Scenery stretched out for miles beyond him, hills as far as the eye would see, with a snow-capped mountain peak somewhere to the north - he eyed the peak for awhile, deciding that he'd head there next. This place, however, was a fine distraction, and the male he'd approached wasn't half bad looking himself, now that he thought about it. Immediately Kai could tell that Ruaidhrí had a sort of peaceful aura about him; the serenity was contagious, and Kai found his smile growing. From the corner of his eye he saw the herd shift, a touch more wary now, but not yet ready to flee. He figured they could run pretty fast, especially once they saw a third wolf approach - then they'd known a hunt was on the horizon. With just the two of them, though, trying to take down such a beast would be foolish. And while he was a bit of a fool at times, he wasn't willing to risk grave injury for a slim possibility of a successful hunt. Amusement flickered in his eyes at the other male's words. "You're right. They do look quite tasty though." Kai felt his stomach rumble in quiet agreement to this particular sentiment, though that thought would be pushed aside for now. He mentioned possibly bringing his pack here for a hunt, and Kai nodded in understanding. Perhaps that was one benefit to having a pack - having more wolves to come together for such grand hunts. Not that even that benefit would sway him, but it was a thought nonetheless. It was far harder to find a big group of strangers to take down prey with you. He took a few strides closer, muzzle dipping in acknowledgment. "Kai Jarvela, at your service," he introduced himself playful, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Ruaidhrí Adravendi.. that's quite the mouthful. Nice to meet you, though." It wasn't the sort of name that fell easily from his tongue, and he hoped he hadn't butchered it already. |
