Crash Upon The Rocks

*Kai* · 11-25-2019, 03:28 PM

Aurielle's beauty was undeniable, and perhaps if they'd met under different circumstances he would've been distracted by her unusual appearance, but lately his mind had been straying from such pleasantries. Instead of admiring her mane and the way her fur sparkled in the faint sunlight, instead he was focused on the way she was soaking wet and the way a smile touched her lips but never quite reached her eyes. Displaying emotion wasn't something he generally saw as weakness - they were all breathing, feeling creatures - but he generally had little patience for the more depressing end of the emotional spectrum himself. Likewise, he generally wasn't overly concerned with the emotions of others, unless he was somehow already invested in them... hence his lack of compassion when asking if she had a deathwish. He was all too aware that his words could be seen as harsh if she did, in fact, wish for death.

She didn't seem deterred by his words, ignoring directly answering his question and going on to explain why she was here. "Nope, not today," Kai confirmed with a careless shrug. There was no evidence of any beached sea-creature, at least not anywhere nearby, and he wasn't feeling overly optimistic about wandering down the shoreline in search of easy prey. He didn't care much for feasting on prey that came from the sea, himself, but sometimes easy food was sometimes as good as any... especially when you had a pack to feed, he supposed. He wondered if she meant to give away that she'd had a pack, or if she was simply conversing with him; most wolves who found themselves in a position of power seemed quite willing to announce that fact, he'd noticed.

"I'm trying to get as far away as possible," he admitted vaguely, his words followed by a slight huff. His attention strayed from Aurielle and her mountain lion and across the stretch of ocean that separated the shore from the volcanic island that sat to the west of them. "Wondering if maybe the swim across is cold enough to kill me or not." He raised a brow, though it was hard to tell if he was being sarcastic or not. In a way, it was almost ironic that another volcano sat to the northwest of this continent. He had no clue whether it could possibly erupt like the one in the east, but who knew - it reminded him that none of them were truly safe from such dangers, no matter where they went, and worrying about such natural disasters seemed like a waste of time. He certainly wasn't going to dwell long on it. "Name's Kai Jarvela, if you care." And if she didn't? It wouldn't bother him much. He didn't always give his surname, but now that he likely smelled of Winterfell - much to his chagrin - it seemed more important than ever to cling to a much deeper identity than debtor of Winterfell.

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