Tragic
Bulwark
10-17-2021, 02:16 PM
Something about this stranger intrigued him, though Bronze couldn't quite discern why. His coat alone definitely stood out - he'd never seen anyone with such intricate markings before, from the fiery coat to the icy markings that covered the left wide of his face. Briefly he was fixated on him, unblinking for a long moment as he studied him from afar. "That'd probably be a good idea," he agreed quietly. Perhaps if he was a nicer wolf, or he'd come from a nicer family, he might offer him some help... and while he knew his parents would help this stranger if Bronze asked them to, he simply didn't feel compelled to, at least not yet. Who knew what kind of person he might be? Perhaps his injuries had been well-deserved, Bronze couldn't be certain either way. "What happened, then? Some kind of fight?" His tone had that same levelness to it, tinged with slight curiosity but little else. Bronze wanted to train to be a fighter, and the more he thought of it, maybe it'd be useful to know some healing basics. It was interesting anyway to think of the different wolves that were out there, and he'd rather be prepared for his future, regardless of what it entailed. Some wolves were just plain bad. He wondered if Ignatius had run into someone like that. "My name's Bronze, by the way." If he was digging for information he certainly wasn't entitled to, he figured he may as well introduce himself. |