I'm not tired, I'm not lonely
05-06-2020, 05:38 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-06-2020, 05:39 PM by Casso.)
Casso watched the smaller male with a critical eye, though a small smile still lingered on his lips while the stranger seemed to take a moment to regain his composure. Perhaps if he hadn't been paying such close attention he would have missed how the tan wolf seemed to panic more than just the usual embarrassment someone would feel from getting caught in this kind of silly situation. He watched the male curiously, picking apart his reactions with his overly analytical mind. The male's green gaze found his with a clear wariness and the man had to take several breaths and shake his head clear before he could manage a short response. A wary, nervous response was not something that was uncommon to Casso. He was fully aware of how war torn and intimidating his appearance made him seem so it had become common place for him to have wolves respond to his greetings with uncertainty. However, he couldn't remember a time when someone had responded to him quite so anxiously like this man had done.
It made him even more curious about him since just moments ago he had been running up and down the beach with a joyful, reckless abandon. There must have been something in particular that triggered this kind of response, but Casso couldn't be certain what exactly it was. In hopes of making himself seem less threatening, Casso settled back onto his haunches and gave the stranger an easy grin. "No harm in that! I haven't been around beaches very much myself. I grew up in a mountain range south east of here so trips to the beach were few and far between. There was a beach pretty close by to where we moved after that, but it certainly wasn't a black beach like this one." He let his dual-colored gaze drop to the ground by his paws for a moment as he raked the claws of one of his front paws through the soft sand, drawing thin lines though the sand in front of him. The color of the sand nearly matched the color of the fur around his paws and lower portions of his legs, making it almost look like he had materialized from the sand itself.
"I apologize if I startled you," he commented as he returned his gaze to the orange-marked male once again. There was really no reason for him to be so curious about a complete stranger, but now that he had disturbed the man's peace in such a way he felt the need to at least help him calm back down. It wasn't often that he was the one soothing someone else and even though he had plenty of experience working through his own panic and anxiety, he wasn't sure where to start with putting someone else at ease. It seemed like maybe the most basic place was a good place to start. "I'm Casso. What's your name?"
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