So Much Harder To Leave
Alastor
08-28-2022, 07:09 PM
She only hummed a quiet chuckle when Alastor had asked if beating her pack mate's asses was what was on her mind. Fighting was still the only way she could feel comfortable around others and once upon a time she was a good instigator. Not so much these days. At least just in this conversation she was trying to do good, trying to do what she believed was expected of her. It wasn't easy, but in a way she wanted it for herself too. She wanted to be more comfortable around her packmates, and down at heart it was for Alastor. Manea offered her the position beside him, one that she would have never seen herself in before. And while Alastor may not have had expectations of her for it, she would see differently. Pleasing Manea and doing well at the job she was given would keep her here beside him. It was simple and complicated in the way she wrapped her head around it.
As was her own nature she was quiet as Alastor started the answer to what she asked. Her paws in careful steps ahead of them as she focused on what Alastor told her why the pirates were so distasteful to at least him and Manea. She couldn't agree of course by not experiencing it herself. And honestly, she wasn't typically violent in that nature. She'd never go as far to defend a pack or a person she didn't know, and of course would take more of Alastor's word for it. But she wouldn't be driven to attack or be mean to anyone of them had she come across them on a hunt outside or anything like that.
She had already had her eyes straight ahead while her ear was turned towards him, but as Alastor spoke so strongly and highly of Manea as she even believed he should be it did make her stomach churn. And it made her feel even worse for feeling that way. Her jaw tightened but she tried to contain any emotion he'd pick up on otherwise. "Oh." Was all she could manage to pull out but it would seem that while she was trying to muster up more to say, about the pirates, about the training, anything to divert, the rains began to fall ahead of them from the shore and over the mainland. It was like a wall of water standing from where they were, and for Relm it felt like the perfect escape for the emotions she was feeling. She only looked at Alastor for a few seconds, assuming he'd want to take cover in one of the old temporary dens nearby and hope for the rains to pass quickly.
"Relm"
As was her own nature she was quiet as Alastor started the answer to what she asked. Her paws in careful steps ahead of them as she focused on what Alastor told her why the pirates were so distasteful to at least him and Manea. She couldn't agree of course by not experiencing it herself. And honestly, she wasn't typically violent in that nature. She'd never go as far to defend a pack or a person she didn't know, and of course would take more of Alastor's word for it. But she wouldn't be driven to attack or be mean to anyone of them had she come across them on a hunt outside or anything like that.
She had already had her eyes straight ahead while her ear was turned towards him, but as Alastor spoke so strongly and highly of Manea as she even believed he should be it did make her stomach churn. And it made her feel even worse for feeling that way. Her jaw tightened but she tried to contain any emotion he'd pick up on otherwise. "Oh." Was all she could manage to pull out but it would seem that while she was trying to muster up more to say, about the pirates, about the training, anything to divert, the rains began to fall ahead of them from the shore and over the mainland. It was like a wall of water standing from where they were, and for Relm it felt like the perfect escape for the emotions she was feeling. She only looked at Alastor for a few seconds, assuming he'd want to take cover in one of the old temporary dens nearby and hope for the rains to pass quickly.
