good intentions
Fertile
02-02-2020, 01:19 PM
color the coast with your smile She was so intent on the puppy before her that she almost didn't hear the approaching stranger. Theory flicked an ear backwards to monitor the sound of footsteps before she heard his muttering and stuttering. Oh, great... Was he touched in the head? He didn't seem to carry any kind of doddering uncertainty that she had come to associate with serious illness, but he didn't present as "all there" either. Talking to yourself - or rather, bickering with yourself - was never a good look, especially around children. Her hackles raised slightly as the male drew closer. She had no intention of making a scene in front this child. He was stressed, she could see it in every hasty breath he took. At least the newcomer kept his distance. Theory looked over her shoulder at him and narrowed her eyes slightly. Julian reminded her so much of Desolate or Void - any of Eulogy's kids, really. She couldn't help but feel protective of him. "My name is Theory, alpha of Abaven... and please keep your distance. You're scaring him." Julian's pleading cry just about wrenched her heart in two. Who had left him here? Theory backed up a pace from him and slowly lowered herself until she was laying before him. She settled her chin on her paws, trying to get down to eye level with him. "It's alright. Just take a deep breath, okay?" Theory inhaled deeply and counted to three before exhaling slowly. "Just like that. Can you do that for me?" Her recent breakthrough with Des had her hoping that she could at least get him to calm down enough that the lost puppy could give her his name. He had reached out to touch her, hadn't he? There was still something brave and curious within him. He wasn't too far gone. "theory speaks!"
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