Do you believe in Ice or Fire
Joe
06-26-2021, 11:05 PM
Iho grinned happily when Kitsune agreed to his terms of subjugation. Unfortunately for her, she didn't know just how headstrong and difficult to tame the young lad was. He was like a wild stallion, yearning to be free and roam and explore. Not that he had any intentions of disappearing forever in the middle of the night or anything, but he had serious doubts this little girl could do much to coax him into staying to be her peasant or whatever it was royalty called the wolves under them.
Kit asked him to tell her about where he came from and Iho's ears and attention perked up visibly. Gosh, he hadn't been expecting her to ask him about that, but he supposed it made sense. He was a stranger washed up on their shores. She knew nothing about who he was or where he had come from. Seemed like as good a place as any to start. "I'm from a place much further north than here. My pack lived right on the water, on a coastline like this. But it was much colder and the beaches were a lot rockier too. My pack was isolated from the rest of the world by a mountain range that kept our peninsula pretty much unreachable unless by water, so many of us became very good swimmers or sailors." He glanced back out towards the open ocean and gestured to it with a broad wave of his paw. "The sea is usually much easier to navigate than a mountain, after all!"
Kumiho paused while he tried to think of what else to tell her about his past home life. "My pack wasn't very large. There was maybe just over a dozen of us or so. Everyone lived peacefully and pulled their own weight to benefit the group, but we didn't really, like, have an official leader or anything. My family was just me, my brother, and my mom and dad. Like I said, everyone had their own job to support the pack. Dad was a hunter, mom and my brother gathered herbs, and I was a fisher." He smiled proudly as he added on, "Best fisher in the pack, too!" With his general synopsis of his first year of life detailed to her, he fixed his gaze back on the fire-kissed pup. "Was there anything specific you wanted to know about where I came from?" That would give him an idea of what sort of stories to entertain her with.
"Kumiho"
Kit asked him to tell her about where he came from and Iho's ears and attention perked up visibly. Gosh, he hadn't been expecting her to ask him about that, but he supposed it made sense. He was a stranger washed up on their shores. She knew nothing about who he was or where he had come from. Seemed like as good a place as any to start. "I'm from a place much further north than here. My pack lived right on the water, on a coastline like this. But it was much colder and the beaches were a lot rockier too. My pack was isolated from the rest of the world by a mountain range that kept our peninsula pretty much unreachable unless by water, so many of us became very good swimmers or sailors." He glanced back out towards the open ocean and gestured to it with a broad wave of his paw. "The sea is usually much easier to navigate than a mountain, after all!"
Kumiho paused while he tried to think of what else to tell her about his past home life. "My pack wasn't very large. There was maybe just over a dozen of us or so. Everyone lived peacefully and pulled their own weight to benefit the group, but we didn't really, like, have an official leader or anything. My family was just me, my brother, and my mom and dad. Like I said, everyone had their own job to support the pack. Dad was a hunter, mom and my brother gathered herbs, and I was a fisher." He smiled proudly as he added on, "Best fisher in the pack, too!" With his general synopsis of his first year of life detailed to her, he fixed his gaze back on the fire-kissed pup. "Was there anything specific you wanted to know about where I came from?" That would give him an idea of what sort of stories to entertain her with.