On my father's wings!

Corvus · 11-12-2018, 07:29 AM

Corvus hadn't meant to be rude, not at all, but his dejected mood didn't give way to much friendliness. He'd been cursed with his father's slightly blunt nature, his awkwardness easily misconstrued as disinterest - and his lack of interaction with wolves outside of his family didn't exactly help matters either. It wasn't that he didn't want company, but he simply wasn't quite sure how to take it. Staying lost in his own thoughts was an easier alternative, and it took him a long while to come back to reality and glance toward the approaching female. She seemed receptive to him, even given his sullen attitude, and he decided maybe today wouldn't end up being so awful after all. Maybe he needed to leave Abaven's lands more often? It was an appealing thought, but perhaps a selfish one given the state of his mom, as well as all the changes going on in Abaven currently.

Corvus sighed quietly, his ears flicking as she spoke. Her voice was sweeter, sweeter than he'd expected, and he found himself momentarily entranced with her. "I'm from.. not so far away," he admitted, his words accompanied by another slow shrug. "Just due north of here, actually. Was just trying to get away from things for awhile." Would she understand? Maybe, maybe not. Either way, it didn't feel right unburdening his problems on a stranger, especially not such a pretty one. "I'm Corvus, by the way," he added as an afterthought, dipping his head her direction, now properly focused on her instead of the falls.

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