Black and Blue

It was strange, to hear Silent compliment his certainty about the future when he truly felt anything but confident about what lay ahead of him. All he knew was where he belonged and who his family was. Everything else was background noise to him; perceptible and present, but unimportant so long as the rest was how it should be. It didn't strike him as all that impressive, but he managed a faint smile anyway - though it came with a slow shrug. "I suppose," Bronze mused aloud quietly.

It felt more like something built into the very fiber of his being, living here and dying here. He knew a little about where his parents, especially his mother, had come from and so it made sense why he felt the pull to these northern lands. It felt as natural as anything else he knew. Generally unused to taking praise, he doesn't comment on it further, letting his words sink in as they walk together.

The next thing she says catches him off guard, and he ponders it for a moment. He was what kept bringing her to the north. He wasn't used to being of any consideration to anyone, and though that didn't bother him in the slightest - he was used to being on his own and content without many wolves in his life - being told the opposite was strange. It took him a long moment to process what exactly she was saying.

"Surely there's more exciting things in the north than me," he suggested lightly. He wasn't the self-deprecating type, at least he hadn't been thus far in life, but it was strange to imagine someone besides his family thinking that highly of him. And it wasn't lack of confidence either, though he had a tendency to be over critical it wasn't as though he didn't realize his worth. It was simply something new for him to imagine, though he decided he quite liked the admission, even if he wasn't entirely sure how to react to it.