another brick

Rannoch had never believed the kind who hunted him could have much brains when their bloodlust was so thick. Why couldn’t they just enjoy the greenery as the elk did? He had always been able to commune between deer, but there hadn’t ever been so much as a stoat that he’d spoken to. The thought couldn’t be explored too deeply as he caught her eyes upon him again. He could practically see her mind moving behind her eyes, and being on the receiving end of a stare like that made him uneasy.

She looked at him and asked if he wished to question a wolf now that he had her before him. Emerald eyes watched her cautiously while cone like ears swiveled on their axis, alert for any threat or reason to flee. Always on constant vigil. Her relaxed state made it obvious in just appearances in this moment how different the two of them and their species were. "Do you ever feel guilt? For those that die, so you may live?” He asked softly, his young naivety obvious in his question and the look in his verdant gaze.

"Speech"