Don't Blink
Shelby
11-30-2021, 12:27 PM
The man did not have very long to wait to receive what he wished for. He hadn’t noticed anyone else in the area just yet, so focused on his companions that it wasn’t until the younger wolf had emerged and spoke that he turned towards her with surprise. She kept a healthy distance between the two of them, whether out of respect or caution Gav couldn’t yet say. If it was the latter, well, Gavroche knew he was hardly a threat. An oddity, yes, with his wings, but after meeting Mortis he knew he wasn’t the only one in Boreas with the unique trait. All he could do was convey to her that he didn’t have ill intentions and show his true nature.
Gav dipped his head as the maiden gave her name, Chrystelle, and tucked it away into his brain for future reference. Her name, unfortunately, didn’t stir any memories within his mind however. She was a stranger, that or he had hit his head harder in that store than he realized. It was almost a wonder how he hadn’t wound up dead. Dismissing the thought Gavroche offered Chrystelle a smile and then gave his own name. “Gavroche.” He said in a soft tone. “And the two on my back are my friends, my companions, Jessie and James.”
At their introduction James waved a hand. “Lovely to meet you, Miss Chrystelle.” And Jessie turned her gaze towards the woman with a thoughtful look in her eyes. “It’ll be nice to have a guide. Gav doesn’t have the best luck with wandering into unfamiliar territory.” Her words caused the calico-patterned wolf to feel his cheeks heat up. “They’re right, as much as I’d rather not admit it.” He lifted his head, keeping his gaze on the she-wolf in front of him, and tilted his head to the side.
“I’m mainly just searching for any sort of herbs that may be useful. I’m not part of a pack or anything or...rather… if I was… I don’t remember.” Gavroche furrowed his brow. “So any help at all is greatly appreciated. I can assure you I’m not here to hurt you. I’m sure you could just swat me over pretty easily anyway.” He let out a lighthearted chuckle. “I’m not exactly all that big.”
Gav dipped his head as the maiden gave her name, Chrystelle, and tucked it away into his brain for future reference. Her name, unfortunately, didn’t stir any memories within his mind however. She was a stranger, that or he had hit his head harder in that store than he realized. It was almost a wonder how he hadn’t wound up dead. Dismissing the thought Gavroche offered Chrystelle a smile and then gave his own name. “Gavroche.” He said in a soft tone. “And the two on my back are my friends, my companions, Jessie and James.”
At their introduction James waved a hand. “Lovely to meet you, Miss Chrystelle.” And Jessie turned her gaze towards the woman with a thoughtful look in her eyes. “It’ll be nice to have a guide. Gav doesn’t have the best luck with wandering into unfamiliar territory.” Her words caused the calico-patterned wolf to feel his cheeks heat up. “They’re right, as much as I’d rather not admit it.” He lifted his head, keeping his gaze on the she-wolf in front of him, and tilted his head to the side.
“I’m mainly just searching for any sort of herbs that may be useful. I’m not part of a pack or anything or...rather… if I was… I don’t remember.” Gavroche furrowed his brow. “So any help at all is greatly appreciated. I can assure you I’m not here to hurt you. I’m sure you could just swat me over pretty easily anyway.” He let out a lighthearted chuckle. “I’m not exactly all that big.”
As his mate and alpha, Bellamy is allowed in any of Gavroche's threads regardless of how they are marked.