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Loose Leaf



Rune I

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
-
posts
275
player
07-13-2013, 04:09 PM




Walk | "Talk" | Think

She ducked. Of course. He should have known. Possibly his larger size and apparent forwardness were too much for the young thing, spooking her into retreat. And likely he wouldn't see her again for some time if it had taken him this long to notice her being here to begin with. His pale blue eyes shifted away as a self-directed scowl settled over his face, ears splaying moodily as his lips pursed themselves into a crooked, undignified pout. Great. Another wolf that he was upsetting by being friendly. He really did need to work on his approach.

Before he could give up, however, a youthful, curious little voice spoke up above the noise of the falls, just barely audible over the rush of the water. Ears already straining, the grey male perked his ears and turned his head upward to peer at the ledge again, spying the little pup staring back down at him as she questioned whether he was friendly. He had been right in thinking her younger than himself he realized as he saw more of her now that she no longer crouched. Her body was slim, small, still holding much of the soft and fuzzy appearance of a pup. And more of those curious, flesh colored patches. Rune felt almost like an adult in comparison, minutely drawing his head upward with a little pride. Mister. Maybe he looked like an adult to her too.

"I dunno," he answered noncommittally, adding a shrug of his shoulders for emphasis. Could he be considered a friend when he hardly knew the girl? Well, he certainly wasn't there to be mean, if that was what she was asking. In fact, if anything, now he was just curious to know more about the pup, to find out where she had been hiding all this time and if she possibly knew of his siblings. And if she did why they had never thought to mention there being other pups in their pack. "I guess so." Friend. That would be a first.

He continued to peer up at her, this pup who might have considered him a friend, and wondered briefly whether she might have known the wolf that he remembered to live up near the ledge that she stood upon, a white female that had reminded him somewhat of their ex-Vecaan. But with the waterfall so near, and its noise attempting to drown out anything that they might say to each other across the distance, he knew asking was pointless. "Can I come up there? Or you come down here?" he asked, expecting some reluctance from the pup to both of his suggestions. If she hadn't made up her mind about him being friend or foe yet, then why would she think of joining him? Uncertainly, Rune glanced away, his ears turning curiously in expectation of whether she might agree or not.