all the things she said running through my head all the thing she said
02-15-2021, 04:39 PM
Though they'd navigated around the perimeter of Wildberry Grove on their journey to Auster, Sota's pack hadn't properly stopped to scope it out. Given that it wasn't too far from their claimed territories it made sense to take a day and scope it out, maybe even bring back some treats for his packmates. With the way the winter was going though he wasn't sure it was be a terribly good time to stock up on anything at all. Though Auster was spared from the most brutal of the season, he'd seen snow here for the first time in his life and he could only hope spring would breathe new life back into the world and that things would begin to blossom again.
Until then, though, Sota found no reason to note be thankful for everything he'd been given. Stumbling into his new pack had been an accident, but certainly a happy one following an unfortunate accident. The tiny, stripe-legged male was simply glad that he had a home, one he felt he could truly flourish in; he had gotten accustomed to living as a rogue but he by no means preferred it. Even now he found himself wondering if he should've brought someone along, but before he had long to dwell on his brief stint of isolation he heard something that sounded suspiciously like.. crying?
Immediately his ears perked and worry began to bubble in his chest. If someone needed help he wouldn't feel right unless he reached out. The more self-interested upbringing of his had long since cracked and splintered; Sota had discovered as he grew older that he was far more caring than some tended to be. Making no effort to conceal his steps, he bounded after the sound until someone game into view. He paused a good dozen strides away, standing tall despite his minuscule stature. "Excuse me, miss?" He gave her a quick bow of his head, brows worried in worry. "Are you alright? I heard -" His voice faltered for a second, wondering if it'd be too rude to admit he'd heard her crying. "I don't want to assume anything, but, I wanted to make sure you were okay."
Until then, though, Sota found no reason to note be thankful for everything he'd been given. Stumbling into his new pack had been an accident, but certainly a happy one following an unfortunate accident. The tiny, stripe-legged male was simply glad that he had a home, one he felt he could truly flourish in; he had gotten accustomed to living as a rogue but he by no means preferred it. Even now he found himself wondering if he should've brought someone along, but before he had long to dwell on his brief stint of isolation he heard something that sounded suspiciously like.. crying?
Immediately his ears perked and worry began to bubble in his chest. If someone needed help he wouldn't feel right unless he reached out. The more self-interested upbringing of his had long since cracked and splintered; Sota had discovered as he grew older that he was far more caring than some tended to be. Making no effort to conceal his steps, he bounded after the sound until someone game into view. He paused a good dozen strides away, standing tall despite his minuscule stature. "Excuse me, miss?" He gave her a quick bow of his head, brows worried in worry. "Are you alright? I heard -" His voice faltered for a second, wondering if it'd be too rude to admit he'd heard her crying. "I don't want to assume anything, but, I wanted to make sure you were okay."