Heart of Glass
10-27-2013, 03:18 AM
The warrior waited for Loccian to detail him on what his place would be within the pack he strived to be in. If it wasn't for Loccian, and the promise he made her, then he probably wouldn't be here. His chest would swell as she told him at last, of his rank and place within Seracia. He would do the best he could, not caring if he ranked up but to do what he could to protect and defend his pack. He would remain loyal to it, and he would remain loyal to Loccian. She was someone he valued, not as a prized posession like some wolves thought because she was not seen as a posession no. Squall saw value in her soul, the way she carried herself had pulled him towards her. Pulled him in a way that he wanted to try and heal her, even if he wasn't the one to be at her side in life. He dipped his head to her in thanks, about to utter the phrase when her nose touched his. A tingling sensation would tell him that her touch was meant to be more then what he assumed they were. Though their first encounter had been unpleasant, Squall had somehow grown closer to the woman...especially after that day when he rescued her from the buffalo. He assumed since then, it was safe to say that they were friends, and he hoped that one day it would be something more. Though whatever she chose, he would be there for support whether she wanted it or not. The male would see the ever changing thoughts within the grey orbs, containing questions as they battled back and forth. He knew that look, it was the one he often saw himself in when he stared at his reflected self in a pool of water. He glanced at her, worried that somehow he had offended her. He frowned when he heard the sigh escape her inky lips, the way her body seemed to move in a conflicting shudder. Concerned, he was about to ask what was wrong when her gaze turned away into the distance; her words intercepting his own. "I must thank you for saving me, even though I already have." Her voice would come out soft, and Squall would listen intently as it would seem their meeting would take on a more serious note. He swallowed when she returned her gaze to him, Squall's own blue orbs searching hers for a hint, a question, an answer. Then her next set of words reached him, and his brows furrowed as he tried to understand. He still wondered what she had been doing in the path of the buffalo herd...why she hadn't moved when they were nearly upon her. She looked down at her paws then, his own stance turning somewhat tense as he wondered why she was so hesitant now. He wanted to ask her why she was thinking this again, not wanting to pry for answers or bombard her delicate soul with questions. But it would seem she would have an answer the question that plagued his mind. "Even though I was there to die." Shock rippled through his body, Squall's eyes widening as the words came at him like a wave crashing over his head. Did he hear her right? He couldn't comprehend what she had just said...and within several short moments, he didn't know what to say. He looked down at his paws, angry at himself for not seeing the signs that the girl posessed. It had been clear as day, since the day he saw her in the cavern telling her nephew about his father; her brother. The thoughts battled within his own head now, but he would not allow them to win. Now was not the time for him to get lost in the raging ocean that swirled within his mind. Instead, he would quell the tides as his icy blue pools sought her form. He moved forward, touching his nose to her forehead and his eyes looking upon her with an attempt in understanding. He would listen, to gain an understanding of her life. What she had been throught, what would cause her to try to end her life in a brutal stampede. That would not have been a quick death, she would have suffered broken bones, and if the herd didn't kill her then she would have probably lied there while death would slowly claim her as she would probably cry in pain and hurt and suffering. The thoughts of it sent a shudder within his own body, his tail sweeping in a curl behind his hind legs and his ears flattening to his skull. "Loccian...why?" Speech Thoughts Others |