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Basilisk I

Loner

age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Extra large
build
-
posts
139
08-19-2013, 04:43 AM



He wasn't sure just how nice his own name was -- the sound of another saying it made him feel strange, since he'd only ever really heard it spoken from his parents' and siblings' mouths. But he knew it was way better than Aeron. What kind of name was that, anyway? Still he stared, curious, as Aeron did. Two troubled souls had met here, and he felt suddenly speechless. Watching as Aeron spoke his own name. He felt a shiver run through his spine, making his vaguely uncomfortable.

It felt even more strange as he watched the newcomer. A young girl, who looked similar to Aeron. Were they friends? Siblings? Silana, he murmured, and then spoke something foreign; words that Basilisk didn't understand. The affection between them seemed strained, for they did not immediately embrace. Instead, they silently pressed against one another. Envy began to bubble up within his chest, wondering where his sister and brother were.

'Why do you need to know? What changes through knowing another's name?' A sneer began to curl the corners of his lips. "Does it matter if anything changes? I just wanted to know." Did these two wolves have family? Why were they wandering so far north, in this frozen world? "Tell me -- are you two alone? Do you have family?" He would not admit it, but part of the yearling craved the presence of his parents again, of caretakers. He was stuck awkwardly between childhood and adult now.