Muscle to muscle, toe to toe
07-11-2013, 12:49 PM
More questions. He was definitely an inquisitive wolf. Typically she didn't like questions, prying, and the like. It just slowed her down and kept her from completing whatever task she was on at the time. But, she reminded herself, he was young. It was hard for her to remember sometimes that not all wolves liked to learn from watching and experience like she did. Some just asked questions to find their answers and he was definitely one of those wolves. Apparently turning his attention from her tracking to her personal life, she asked how long she had been here. She assumed he meant how long she had been in Alacritis, feeling like how long she had been here in the ruins was a silly question. "Since I was very young. I was around three seasons old, I guess. My parents traveled a lot and drug us around him them and Alacritis was where we were went I left them." Her thoughts drifted away from her, going back to the day that her parents had banished her from their little makeshift pack, the day she had killed her sister. She felt no ill will toward them or that day, it was just a glancing thought for Alena and she quickly pulled her thoughts back to her task. "How about you, Crimzen? How long have you been here?" she asked, knowing it was polite to make conversation. She paused ever so briefly to check the trail again, adjusting her path accordingly to keep following it. She could tell it was getting stronger so she hoped she would finally find the brute she was looking for. It suddenly occurred to her that the young wolf padding along beside her probably had no idea why she was even looking for this man and that might be better for him. Then again, maybe it was better if he knew so he would leave and not get caught in the middle of her fight. She was cold and calculating, not heartless. She didn't want innocent wolves to get hurt. "I should probably let you know that I'm looking for this guy because I'm an assassin," she told him bluntly, her gaze flicking over to his to gage his reactions. She had never been one for subtlety or breaking things gently. "This isn't technically for a job, though. This is more... personal, I guess you could say," she continued, turning her eyes back to the ground. "An acquaintance of mine and I were attacked here by a band of rogues and this wolf is supposed to be their leader. We made it out alive, but I'd still like a little revenge. It wouldn't hurt to take down their leader so they can't attack someone else either." "Speech." |