Nobody's hero

*Xephyris* · 11-22-2018, 11:10 PM

Xephyris noticed the woman grin back at him, and it was then that he finally began to take in her features with a reasonable mind. Her coat was an interesting hue - not excessively vibrant like some of the wolves he'd met. Her colour was subtle, and yet it certainly caught the eye. Silver, blue-specked eyes roamed over her for just a moment longer, finally noticing the brilliant blue feather she wore, which accented her coat just right. Then there was a flash of blue once more, and a small bird landed on the woman's shoulder, a companion no doubt. If only he had paused before reacting to her, he'd have noticed these details sooner. Seeing her sit, the man followed suit. They might as well be seated if they were going to talk, and it would have been strange if he just stood there and stared at her. He felt a creak in his hips and stiffness in his back as he lowered his rump to the sand. He grumbled in annoyance at the reminder that he was not as young as he used to be. How dare his body go ahead and age without his permission?

Ears flicking in the wind, Xephyris leaned toward the woman slightly as she told him some news about Abaven - nothing specific, just that it had seen different leaders lately - but he was particularly surprised when she said she was the one leading the pack now. "The last leader I remember was Bass," he mentioned, "But I haven't been around to catch any local news for many seasons now." He nodded in acknowledgement when she gave her reason for being here, and it made perfect sense now. She was the leader of the pack, and she had to be in the know. Her knowledge would help to keep her pack safe.

"Pleased to make your acquaintance, Shaye," he said in return to her when she gave him her name. The ring of her name was pleasant, and he would be sure to commit it to memory. His ears flicked forward as she shared her take on what the North was like to her, and he listened with interest. He had to agree with her, that the North had a wildness to it that was not like other lands, and for him, it was part of what drew him to it. It was such an untamed land. As she suggested that maybe he could help her, his smirk grew slightly. "Certainly!" he exclaimed. Xephyris had always been a wolf that needed to feel of use, and he was eager to be doing something other than standing around trying not to reminisce of times far past. "I'm not familiar with the wolves here, but I can help you to navigate the North," he rumbled, "And if you need an extra pair of jaws to fend off less friendly wolves." Yes, he was old, but he was still more than willing to put up a fight. He wondered what she wanted to find out about the North first.

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