Grape Vine
03-12-2013, 09:47 AM
He drew back, surprised by his own actions. He was supposed to have his emotions under control by now but that didn't seem to be the case. He turned away from the other wolf shyly, appalled by his own behavior "I needed to relax. I have been very high strung lately." His thoughts weighed heavily upon him, the guilt of his own lies dragging down his usually high spirits. "Usually I would go to the beach, but I don't have the patience to get sand out of my fur." He chuckled nervously. Idiot. He sounded like a complete fool. He wasn't made for small talk or petty agreements. He was made for short threats and regretful agreements. But that wouldn't stop him from trying.
He cleared his throat, "How goes the search?" He asked, his head finally facing her general direction. He needed to maintain his composure, he needed to stop thinking about mating for once and start thinking about committed friendships. He could manage that right? Wrong! He couldn't just flick his tail and expect the sins of his past to wash away entirely. He was a lecher. And nothing, no matter how much he tried would change that... And that hurt him. He wanted to be a model citizen of Seracia, but he never would. His ears folded back and his head turned away again. He couldn't even look at her, not without somehow admitting what he truly was to someone he hoped would be his friend. |