Dusk and Fireflies [Eren]
07-06-2013, 01:24 PM
This she wolf, while seeming oddly monotone on the surface, also seemed like she would do well enough for company. Flint offered no argument as the stranger moved slightly closer. As she began to talk, Flint gave her her utmost attention, soaking in any and all details about the land she was still coming to know. The fact that this young female was 'gathering information' intrigued her and she decided it was worth further questioning. When she was fairly certain her guest had finished speaking she replied, Eren, then. I'm Flint. I know how it is, my old pack used to hunt stags and elk large enough to feed us for weeks. I haven't eaten that well in years, unless it was scraps." Flint's stomach rumbled at the thought of a fresh meal. She wasn't even hungry, but the transition from the finest hunter in her pack to a lone rodent-eating Rogue was a hard blow and one she still, years later, had not grown accustomed to. Belatedly, Flint realized she had distracted herself yet again. What type of information are you looking for, exactly?" If Flint had any of the information the small wolf was searching for she would consider giving it up. It seemed a fair reward seeing as she found herself enjoying the quiet, calm wolf's company. It was the sort of companionship she enjoyed, the simple, non-committal type. Contentment for contentment, in a way. Speech, Thoughts |