ardent

I just wanna run like a child

for Theory



Theory

Avalon
Healer

Master Fighter (250)

Master Healer (240)

An icon representing the specialty Fertile Fertile

age
8 Years
gender
Female
gems
548
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
805
player
Xarae

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06-15-2020, 07:02 PM


It wasn't quite natural for a wolf to care so little for pack hierarchy and boundaries as much as Kai seemed to. Theory found it... odd. Concerning? No, no, she didn't need to be concerned for him. That seemed to be the last thing he wanted - or needed. She got the sense that he got along just fine on his own, although she wondered which wolf Acere had bid on behalf of. What kind of creature would catch this tusked male's eye? Not just a pretty thing. Theory theorized that the kind of female he'd like would be strong. Definitely good in a fight, and perhaps emotionally stalwart as well. A regal warrioress. Did Winterfell even have such a wolf in its ranks? Not that she could remember, even though she tried to wrack her brain. Maybe she could get him to tell her. At any rate, it didn't seem like they were an item any more.

"No, he'd be twice as foolish to raid the same pack twice. We know each other's weaknesses now. We're on common ground, " she said snippily. She wouldn't ask such a foolish question. Of course it wouldn't be Abaven again - but maybe she was being too close-minded. A volcano had destroyed half of Boreas. Anything could happen.

She eyed him up again, not appreciatively - although his upside-down floating left nothing to the imagination - but to size him up for battle. He could duke it out with Acere, although she couldn't for certain say who the winner might be. They'd be evenly matched. "You could handle yourself if he came for you." It was almost a compliment, but the tone of her voice was cool. She was just stating a fact. "And... thank you, but I'm assuming that's your type, yes? Women who can handle themselves in battle?" She was bold to ask, but their easy conversation made her braver than she otherwise might be in the face of his tusks. Of course, she was dying to know if her assumption was correct.

"theory speaks!"

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