they should call me icarus, flying this close to the sun
09-14-2021, 09:39 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-14-2021, 09:39 PM by Dream. Edited 1 time in total.)
”What else can you do? Can you hunt?”
”I can.” he nods, feeling his confidence rise just a little at being able to answer the other males questions in what he hopes are a positive way. ”I’ve lived on my own since I was young, so I’m no stranger to putting in work.” he explained, figuring that the ebony wolf would understand. Every den carved into the dirt, every kill dragged down, every enemy fought off, had all been done by his hand alone. It was a rough but rewarding life, it just wasn’t one he could stand to live on his own anymore. ”That goes for fishing, too. There were a lot of lakes where I grew up, and I was never water-shy.” he added, lips breaking into a small grin at the memories. Yeah, he loved the water.
”Anything I don’t know, I’m willing to learn. I’m a pretty quick learner for the most part.” A statement that could very easily be mistaken for arrogance if you didn’t know him well. Dream had a bad habit of stating facts rather bluntly at times, and occasionally those facts were about himself. Nobody had taught him not to cast a shadow when you fished, or that you can snatch a bird clean out of the air if you angle your jump right. Nobody taught him that you could sense the rain coming on the wind long before the clouds showed any sign of it, or that the eyes, nose, and ankle tendons were all sweet spots to go for if you wanted to cripple your opponent in battle. Those were things he had to find out for himself, lessons that were hard learned after going hungry or being nearly blinded in a fight, hours of fish avoiding him or birds dodging his snapping teeth as he tried to charge them on the ground.
”Nice to meet you, Sirius.”
”I can.” he nods, feeling his confidence rise just a little at being able to answer the other males questions in what he hopes are a positive way. ”I’ve lived on my own since I was young, so I’m no stranger to putting in work.” he explained, figuring that the ebony wolf would understand. Every den carved into the dirt, every kill dragged down, every enemy fought off, had all been done by his hand alone. It was a rough but rewarding life, it just wasn’t one he could stand to live on his own anymore. ”That goes for fishing, too. There were a lot of lakes where I grew up, and I was never water-shy.” he added, lips breaking into a small grin at the memories. Yeah, he loved the water.
”Anything I don’t know, I’m willing to learn. I’m a pretty quick learner for the most part.” A statement that could very easily be mistaken for arrogance if you didn’t know him well. Dream had a bad habit of stating facts rather bluntly at times, and occasionally those facts were about himself. Nobody had taught him not to cast a shadow when you fished, or that you can snatch a bird clean out of the air if you angle your jump right. Nobody taught him that you could sense the rain coming on the wind long before the clouds showed any sign of it, or that the eyes, nose, and ankle tendons were all sweet spots to go for if you wanted to cripple your opponent in battle. Those were things he had to find out for himself, lessons that were hard learned after going hungry or being nearly blinded in a fight, hours of fish avoiding him or birds dodging his snapping teeth as he tried to charge them on the ground.
”Nice to meet you, Sirius.”