Spirits On Ice
07-14-2021, 10:50 PM
Souzan hadn't really meant to scare his daughter, the words dropping from his lips without thinking about it, which was almost odd for him. His daughter shrunk back as the woman changed her course and he felt his poor heart buoy slightly, though he also felt bad for making her nervous. He gently settled onto the ice, leading his daughter back towards him before turning his attention towards the woman. She introduced herself and Souzan dipped his head, the old decorum he'd had drilled into him as a young wolf rearing its head all these years later as he flourished his paw slightly with the forepaw his daughter wasn't using as cover. "Souzan," he began, lifting the same forepaw to his chest before lifting the other and eliciting a squeak from his daughter as she scrambled to hide in her stomach fur with her former hiding spot suddenly removed, "and Cendrillion Agnivo." He gently placed his paw on her tiny form at the mention of her name before putting his paw back down and gently squeezing her to his stomach with his ankle. In response to the woman's other question, Souzan simply shrugged, his eyes clearly full of the tragedy that seemed to hound him every time he got comfortable. It had always been easier when his family was around, they knew how to read him, he didn't need to vocalize when he was around them but with Aurielle he knew that wasn't likely to be the case, but it simply wasn't in his nature to be too chatty.
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