Of Courtship and Castles [Red] ;)

Despite the pleasant company, and the interest of their new surroundings, despite even the races and playfights Aurielle contrived as a distraction, Red thought the interminable journey would never end, and his usually boundless nerves were stretched thinly by the time they came upon the castle. Not by spending time in close proximity to a female in heat - he'd spent enough time living around sisters and cousins, aunts and such that he was perfectly capable of ignoring the scent of heat and wasn't much bothered by the little itch in the back of his mind reminding him. No, it was just plain nervousness, thinking about the bundle in his pack, thinking about what he wanted to say, thinking about... everything. So he breathed a silent sigh of relief when the castle walls loomed over them and the wait was over.

He too, tilted his head back to study the wall hulking over them in the darkness. He gave a rumbling chuckle at Aurielle's initial comment. "Humans had the advantage of hands and long life spans," he said. "We must be content with what wolves can craft, but knowing what they were capable of fuels imaginations and allows us to push our own limits."

He watched her silently while she studied the castle with aw, his own gaze soft upon her, until she spoke. "Níor shábháil sé seo na daoine," he remarked in the same language, forcing his gaze to the castle instead, though he stared through it as his mind took him far away. "Sháraigh siad iad féin, agus sa deireadh scrios sé iad."

He shook himself til his bristles rattled, then smiled over at Aurielle, a glowing form in what was otherwise darkness. "This mighty works are not what is truly important in life, and while we learn from them it is important that we do not lose sight of that, as they once did."