Nobody's hero

He seemed to take her in for the first time. Perhaps her seating, an indication of a prolonged conversation solidified things in his mind. He gone from reacting, to niceties and now he was getting to know her, and really see her. She let herself form a slight smile, whatever the reason, it made him seem a little less mysteries, through no less intriguing. As he sat, he seemed to grimace, reminding her that he had a few more years over her.

He responded to her topic of choice, and commented on the leader he remembered. She gave a sad smile, looking off into the distance as she viewed thoughts rather than surroundings. “He was my Uncle.” she explained. Was? When had she started thinking in past tense. She had already let her heart mourn for her mother and father, and Bass was the same age as Motif. If she was willing to believe her gone perhaps it wasn’t a stretch to assume he was, as well. “After him it passed to a woman known as Vali, through I did not know her. Then, my cousin, Sparrow. When she passed I took over the pack rather than letting it disband.” she would catch him up on the news of leadership, not knowing if any of these names would mean anything to him.

She let her eyes wander back to him, pausing a moment as she collected her thoughts, and simply looked at this wolf. There was a softness to his eyes, she decided, that contrasted beautifully with the strength of his body. If she looked close enough, she thought she could catch hints of blue, like little flecks of stardust shimmering the moonlight silvers of his eyes. He had leaned closer to her, and she was not certain if the move was subconscious or intended, as he listened to what she had to say. It gave her the impression of a captivated audience, and she almost laughed at her thoughts. So far, Xephyris was doing everything right to prove he was a wolf she wanted to know. “And i’m pleased to meet your, Xephyris.” she would return, her voice hinting at the sincerity of the words.

As she asked for his assistance, he was only happy to oblige, offering not only his guidance but his protection as well. She eyed his battle-worn form with appreciation. Yes, he looked like a wolf that could take care of himself - and others. “That’s a very kind offer, and indeed I’ll love to take you up on it.” she paused thoughtfully, wondering where to go from here. “I would like to learn about the pack here, I know one exists through i’ve heard very little news of its existence past that.” [/color] which only made her more intrigued at this pack that clearly kept to itself. “Other then that, I lay of the lands and the wolves here would do me good.”