For all that she lacked your fire

*Lament* · 03-26-2019, 03:01 PM

Lament Pyre

Seeing his sisters gestures, he realised she would feel safer around a larger group of wolves. Being almost alone without her memories was disturbing to her. What was she hoping here, that this man might accept them into the fold? His scent spoke of many wolves, and Lament could hypothesis that he came from some sort of large family. Reluctant Understanding his paws would say. If his sister would feel more protected surrounded by strangers, then he would, abide reluctantly, chance his tactic.

“I’m Lament, my sister here is Ballad.” He loosened his protective stance, through not by much. If this man did offer them any hostility, Lament was prepared to fight for them. He could only hope his fighting abilities were as tied into his muscles as everything else he had remembered so far. He didn’t take well to the idea of being called a spooked rabbit, but none of his offense would be noticeable to the stranger. His expression was a blank page of cool calm. Wounded Suffering, Wry Patience-Hint Of Acceptance, Secret Smile He teased his sister as his paw fidgeted quietly beneath him, whispering his emotions. She would understand in them that he accepted this stranger if she truly wished for them to go with him. If, indeed, he would even offer such a thing.

The stranger did not answer his question, but perhaps that in itself was in negation, that there had been no body to see, and nothing to respond on. He was starting to get the impression that whoever had done this to them was lost in the wind. Cautious Acceptance “Do you know of a healer that might aid us?” He would ask this fanged stranger.

"Speech""Ademic"

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