Hang 'Em High
Rhythm
03-13-2021, 08:17 PM
He sat for a while, thinking of plans for the future, when the soft sound of footsteps caught his attention. He was near a pack, but certainly not trespassing so he wasn't worried about that. Judging by the sound, they weren't in any hurry so he relaxed and enjoy the view until the female drew closer. She was older than him at a first glance and he couldn't help but note the foggy eyes and the way her gaze didn't seem to focus in on anything. Blind, or at least partially, and that gave him uneasy thoughts. Was that what he had to look forward to? His father hadn't been very old when he'd died. He'd never been around any wolves of any older age to truly know what to expect. He supposed it was all a game of waiting now. He'd find out soon enough. "It's been nice enough." He commented. "I've been meaning to ask someone who broke the weather since I left." He said with a chuckle. "I leave for a few years and someone's pissed off mother nature." He joked. Of course he was curious as to what was going on, but he highly doubted to get an actual answer about it. What the weather did seemed to be a mystery and would probably remain that way. "I'm Valor Ancora." Walk, "Talk" Think |