prayer of the refugee

*Fracture* · (This post was last modified: 06-13-2019, 04:08 PM by Fracture.)

Fracture identified no trace of aggression from the female, but he didn't feel quite safe enough to rest. In his history with strangers they'd almost never had peaceful intent, what was to say these new lands were any different? He met her gaze, searching within her pale blue eyes for any sign of manipulation or dishonesty. Long legs moved slowly as the female spoke, taking enough careful steps to complete a semi-circle around her. He'd let his eyes pull away occasionally as he walked, surveying the trees beyond her and scenting the air subtly for hidden threats.

Confident she was alone, his pacing fell to a gradual halt. She claimed she had come here to rest, and Fracture had no reason to see her as a liar.
"I am from Winterfell." He answered, allowing his body to begin to relax and dipping his head respectfully towards her. "I apologize, but I ask you understand my suspicion of wolves so close to home." A pause lingered as he considered again that he was divulging too much, but Fracture's moral code kept him honest and he greatly disliked passing judgement over a wolf's motives before they'd made themselves known. "These lands, I think, were the territories of the pack that dissolved to create Winterfell. They seem abandoned now, but you never know who might have issue with the loss of their community."

"Speech"
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"You."

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