Grape Vine
03-16-2013, 02:06 PM
He couldn't help but smile as she offered her condolences and service as a shoulder to cry on. She was so kind, so caring, even he with his formerly shallow attitudes could see the beauty in her personality and her commitment to others. She was so unlike him, so different from what he had grown used to. It was comforting to him to know she would be there when he needed her most.
She asked how he was doing in the new pack. He had to admit although most of the wolves were hesitant to talk to him he loved the land Seracia had been founded on, especially the beach. His whole demeanor calmed as his mind drifted off to the rolling waves and soft salty breeze of the sea. "Ahh, it is so different to what I am used to." He mused, responding to her question of his own experiences in the pack. "I am used to being surrounded by other wolves in forests, sadly neither is the case with my lovely Seracia." He said almost sadly. "Although if I had to I would gladly trade one for the other." |