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Rune I

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
-
posts
275
player
08-22-2013, 05:21 PM




Walk | "Talk" | Think

The grey male padded forward until he stood before the flat-topped boulder that Alamea sprawled upon, still a pace or two back to give himself enough room to view her without much effort. From where he stood, it looked as if she hadn't aged a day since their initial introduction. She was still a little thing, all wintery white and dainty like snow. It was only as she opened her eyes - the chuckle she emitted causing the boy's ears to perk attentively - that a little color was added, the pink like a promise of spring against her snowy pelt. He could have laughed at her words, unsurprised that she should have thought their prior meeting to be their last. There had truthfully been nothing memorable about it.

And yet he was surprised that she seemed to recognize him just the same as he did her. For him, it was easy; how did you forget someone with rosy pink eyes? They were different even than Morphine's silver ones. Not allowing himself to get hung up on the puzzling thought, however, he instead let his attention be once again captured by the other young wolf, watching the curious way in which her eyes drifted away only to be followed by another statement. He did smile then, a small, restricted thing that he tried not to let completely slip across his face with casual abandon. It seemed she remembered a lot more of their interaction than he would have imagined.

"Not lost but...lost?" he questioned, echoing a few of her words with a puzzled frown settling across his playfully serious face. Reclining his haunches so that he could sit where he had stopped, Rune inclined his head to the opposite side and raised his brow to send a skeptical look up toward her, his voice when he spoke flat but teasing all the same. "You've found a new way to be lost?"