Charmed, I'm Sure
10-10-2013, 08:39 AM
He was rightfully intimidated, and it was very obvious he felt this way judging by how thankful he was for the small bit of food. Nervously he gnawed at the bones of the hare, stripping them of the little meat that remained. Talon also knew he was rather small -- even despite his increased effort at hunting, which mostly just included small rodents and fish. A short moment of silence followed as he licked his lips, considering how he would phrase his thoughts. Though a bit scary, Sendoa seemed to be decent enough... anyone who offered him food couldn't that bad, right? "I-I've just been thinking," he started, his voice quivering slightly as he sought to remain calm and collected rather than pathetic and weak. "About what I could do to help out in the pack. To.. impress Isardis." The male was even more intimidating then Sendoa, and he was beginning to wonder if he wouldn't be welcome in Glaciem for long if he was useless. "I was thinking I could be a good spy..." It sounded a bit silly, and immediately he regretted bringing it up; but who would expect the small, gimpy boy to up to no good? He'd heard rumors of a conflict with another pack, but hadn't caught on to the specifics. "Or.. help with newborn children.." Or both? There seemed to be many pregnant women these days, and though he didn't know much about healing or fighting, or even hunting, he was compassionate and tender and could certainly care for young ones with some basic knowledge of herbs. |
