Life on Mars

*Askan* · 06-25-2020, 07:36 AM

It wasn't Askan's intention to rile her up, that just came naturally to him, but secretly he felt a little smug at the fact that his reasoning seemed to strike a cord. She looked at him long and hard, like she really had to dig deep for a response, and when she finally did speak it wasn't much of substance. He would have believed her if she seemed to be enjoying herself, but from all the snorting and eye rolling it was clear that she wasn't. Not that he could blame her really, he was in the same boat; as if he hadn't forced both of them to climb into it.

"Uh huh." He drawled and flicked his ears, making a show of how unconvinced he was.

Askan pursed his lips at her next question though, his tail hanging limp between his legs. His kneejerk reaction was to just flat out deny it, claim that he didn't need a pack and that he was doing just fine on his own. But he wasn't nor would he ever be much of a liar, he wore his heart too brazenly on his sleeve. Besides, that wasn't even what she had asked, she wanted to know if he'd come here looking for a pack, not his general feelings on the matter. Had he come here looking though? In all honesty he wasn't entirely sure, it all sort of felt like aimless wandering, like he wasn't going anywhere fast, but the decision of what direction to go felt heavier than it ought to. Like the path he took might lead somewhere eventually.

Askan shrugged his wide shoulders. "Not here no. But I'm not against the idea of them in general. If I find one that fits... " He furrowed his brows, thoughtful, wondering what such a pack might look like. "I guess that'd be nice."

But he was getting too soft, too hopeful.

"You get a lot of loners pawing at your borders, wanting to join the Armada?" He couldn't keep the sneer out of his voice at the end, not that he'd resisted all that much.

Login
Username:
Password:	Lost Password?
	Remember me