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Aeron


age
3 Years
gender
Male
gems
335
size
Medium
build
posts
63
player
01-13-2014, 06:18 PM
He would follow her diligently, yet the space between them would fluctuate slightly, as would the pacing of his steps. The male had no sense of personal space really, and so there were times that her tail would brush his shoulder or his head would come somewhat close to her closest hip. Her question wouldn't strike him as a strange one - but he would wonder momentarily, why it mattered where he came from if her home was here. Did she plan on visiting? Exploring? "I live in zee caves up north." They weren't a pack that he knew to have enemies or allies. Sometimes he wondered whether they were even really a pack, Syrinx and his daughters were a family but the rest of them... well, he hadn't seen enough of anyone to really be able to tell. "A pack called Amenti." Syrinx caught his interest, but it would seem that the man was forever preoccupied, busy with family and dealing with other wolves - perhaps that was the way of an alpha, so much to be responsible for, little time for yourself.



When she came to a stop, he would sit down beside her, watching her closely. He seemed to take each interaction into stride, because no two wolves that he had met had been the same. There had been Basalisk all those months ago, Hajime on the islands that he had come to enjoy so much, and then Syrinx was more of a presence than someone that he could call someone he knew. When she asked for his name again, he would pause, wondering whether she meant his last name. If that was the case... well, he didn't have one. "No family title, just Aeron." His voice was soft, almost questioning. Should he have a last name? He and Silana were family, perhaps it was something that he should speak with her about. As far as he could remember, Luce had no last name in which they could attach themselves to.



"Vat about you?" He would question, wondering what her family called themselves. It was like a title to the young male, and titles to him were not something that he was familiar with. "Does your family have a name zey call zemselves?" His head would tilt somewhat with his questions, his tail curling around his feet as he did so.