ardent

Window of Glass

Bronze <3



Silent

Armada
Apprentice

Beginner Intellectual (0)

Beginner Healer (0)

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
355
size
Medium
build
Balanced
posts
62
player
Wynn
06-08-2021, 10:44 AM
Pack life was lost on Silent's mind. She had no recollection of being in one when she was born, nor did she ever listen to a discussion about a pack when her parents spoke in soft voices. The idea of family was also nonexistent to her. The young girl had no siblings, aunts, uncles, or cousins she knew about. Her world was made up of just her and the memories she was making for herself. How could she consider a family when she knew nothing about one? The scents that made up the pack's border served as a boundary line between her and the blue boy. Whatever he experienced beyond the border was lost to her as well. His return of greeting made her smile break out more and she softly repeated, "Hi," before the conversation continued.

'No, everyone has somewhere they live.' He spoke with stubborn confidence, brushing away Silent's explanation with a weak attempt at being right. Silent's little brows furrowed again and she took a step or two towards him, remembering to remain a good distance from the border. "How do you know?" she challenged, the idea of him knowing better than her making her slightly irritated. "Not everyone sleeps in the same place every night. Sometimes, the place and the scenery changes." She spoke from experience; after all, where else was she supposed to find makeshift dens to curl up in when she couldn't stay in one place for too long?

The irritation easily slipped away from Silent as the blue boy introduced himself. 'Yes, I do. I am Bronze, Bronze Destruction.' Silent's green eyes took him in again, attaching the name to his pelt as he proudly stood within the borders' limits. "Uh-huh," she slowly said, dragging it out for a second or two before deciding to return the favor. "I am Silent, Silent Adravendi." The name she carried held a certain meaning, but she had no idea why. All she knew was that whispers followed her parents when she was a fresh babe, but they were never explained. "I like your name...it's nice." She gave a little smile, suddenly feeling shy at the thought of giving him the compliment.