Curiosity Killed the Wolf
ft Deathbelle?
10-09-2019, 08:47 AM
His choices confused her, noted by the quirk of her mismatched ears as he offered one name but not another. The boys lips twitched in a hint of smile, a glimmer of pride flickering in his eyes. As if it had been his goal to confuse her, even if it wasn't. The emotion merely gave him a semblance of control of the situation and he grasped at it firmly, wanting to keep some control.
Her response to his assumption of enemies with a sickly sweet innocence. Now the boy frowned, a show of true pain dancing through his countenance before disappearance. "in my experience, no. War is never fun...the innocent are usually the ones to suffer the most" A moment of honesty with the she wolf. His situation was because of an overtaking, the former prince knew only a taste of what war could be and it was not a taste he ever wanted again.
When she spoke again after a sigh of disappointment he was relieved. She wouldn't bar him from leaving. He would Bob his head. "Thank you." His voice was tight, controlled at first, but his expression would soften slightly as he moved to go past her, the quickest way out of the territory but away from where Lirim sheltered. He would pause, "Torin will know of your kindness...in letting me go." An odd choice to now give her his name, but she had allowed him to leave and thus he would give her something she wanted. Sandor would continue on his way, ready to be out of the territory and on his way to search for other members of Lirim.
--attempted exit--
Her response to his assumption of enemies with a sickly sweet innocence. Now the boy frowned, a show of true pain dancing through his countenance before disappearance. "in my experience, no. War is never fun...the innocent are usually the ones to suffer the most" A moment of honesty with the she wolf. His situation was because of an overtaking, the former prince knew only a taste of what war could be and it was not a taste he ever wanted again.
When she spoke again after a sigh of disappointment he was relieved. She wouldn't bar him from leaving. He would Bob his head. "Thank you." His voice was tight, controlled at first, but his expression would soften slightly as he moved to go past her, the quickest way out of the territory but away from where Lirim sheltered. He would pause, "Torin will know of your kindness...in letting me go." An odd choice to now give her his name, but she had allowed him to leave and thus he would give her something she wanted. Sandor would continue on his way, ready to be out of the territory and on his way to search for other members of Lirim.
--attempted exit--