Mistakes Are Made
11-08-2013, 10:18 PM
Carefully he would approach the rogue, watching as the other male kept him in his sights. Dragon would stop a yard away, observing the other wolf. Ears perked as the ex-Seracian spoke, as he sat himself down. He noted the tone in Bane's voice, instead choosing to ignore it. If he were anyone else that had come across the exiled then he was sure no mercy would be shown. But Dragon had better morals then that. "Well, Bane. My name is Dragon, and the pack is dealing just fine. We're strong as one, Seracia will get through anything the world has to throw our way." Dragon's tone was confident, his gaze unwavering as he studied Bane. He was sure that this was the mane that had been exiled, he looked it. On top of that, it seemed Bane was waiting for someone, though Dragon thought that the male would be severely disappointed. He placed the aloe vera on the ground, licking away the taste. "If I may be so bold to ask, what are you doing here? You're the exile I heard about, are you not?" He would wait for the man to answer his questions, though Dragon remained polite. His questions more out of curiosity then demand, as he didn't like to use force or press things from others without just cause. He'd flick the tip of his tail as he waited. All the while looking the mans injuries over as he decided what he would need. Though Dragon wasn't an official healer, he still knew at least the simple essentials for when he had to take care of himself after his near fatal accident. That day would never leave his mind, the screaming of his packmates followed by the stench of blood. It gave him nightmares, but as of late, there had been none. Shaking his mind free of the memories, returning his attention to Bane. Speech Thought Others |