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Sound Sleep



Rune I

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
0
size
Large
build
-
posts
275
player
10-01-2013, 06:12 PM




Walk | "Talk" | Think

The fact the elder wolf did not seem to take the least bit of offense from what Rune had said hardly made the youth feel any better. He had truthfully been hoping for at least a little reaction, some small token of irritation that he might cling to and know that he had irked the other male just as the male had irked him by waking him at this time. Instead of feeling satisfied, he could only allow a follow sigh to exit his lips, rolling his shoulders slightly where he lay upon the ground while finishing the process of waking himself up. It was a real shame he had been disturbed; sound rest like he had been getting had been rather hard to come by these days, at least insofar as his thoughts were concerned. Always vocal, always chatty, they were an irritation that no one could cure, and it only proved to make him that much more irritable of late.

With a hushed groan, the grey wolf hefted himself up from the ground and propped himself back into a seated position, still miffed that the old man could laugh at their situation when he saw nothing so humorous about it. Still, how often was it that he was just happened upon by company of any kind? His chosen haunting ground tended to be quiet and reclusive when he chose to remain within it, and rarely if ever did he go to seek out others beyond the confines of the Battlefield. He had been all about training lately, sparring only to recoup and spar again. Perhaps a little impromptu conversation in the wee hours of the night was just what he needed to clear his mind and help put his thoughts to rest.

"Well, I'm not sleeping anymore," he answered noncommittally to the elder's request, glancing around a little with peering eyes into the trees and then out to the waterfall. Nothing seemed amiss. Maybe he really could just have a casual conversation for once. "Why not? I'm Rune," he stated by way of introduction, not bothering to incline his head or any outward displays though his tone had righted itself into something more proper, less irksome, "Formerly of Tortuga." He chose not to inquire after the other, assuming his own name would follow, but did set about studying the male with mild curiosity, unable but to wonder what had set him off at this hour to wake up the restful in search of company.