Call to the Void
11-26-2018, 07:14 PM
Novis was considerably smaller than him... but then again, most wolves in these lands were, and it didn't come as much of a surprise to him anymore. His own posture was relaxed as he approached, his tail curling lazily above his back as he took in the gorgeous view that spread out in front of them. If he noticed the way Novis purposefully spoke in a deeper voice, he paid no mind to it - that, or he simply didn't care. Kai didn't give a damn about how others presented themselves, so long as their interactions with him were ones he deemed enjoyable. And if he found himself not enjoying himself, well.. he was quick to head on his own way. Currently, though, he found this new company quite interesting, and he fixed his gaze on Novis as he spoke up. "I know the feeling," he sighed in quiet agreement. There was too much beauty in the world to not make the most of every day, as far as he was concerned, especially when one found places like this to stop and rest. Kai could relate to the feeling of being pulled all across the land, searching for whatever called to him. One day he was content to wander beneath familiar trees, and the next he might feel inclined to set off somewhere entirely new. It was a joy to find like-minded souls, wolves unconcerned with politics and with things that quite frankly didn't matter much, at least in his eyes. "Name's Kai Jarvela," he replied to the other wolf's greeting, flashing him an easy grin in response. The slight accent came through as he spoke his name, a small remnant of his father's influence on him, despite otherwise sounding like majority of the wolves here. "I have no real reason. I think I'll be heading north to spend the rest of the season there. Good hunting this time of year, I've heard," he added conversationally, his grin growing into that characteristically cheeky one that was rarely far from his lips. "And what about you, handsome?" The deeper inflection on the other wolf's voice told him that term was fitting, despite the somewhat ambiguous scent that wafted from Novis. Words didn't really matter to him - he'd be just as glad to be called pretty as handsome, personally - but he'd only said what seemed fitting in the moment, given how the wolf presented himself. |
