Alighting Upon The Tender Soul
01-27-2014, 12:21 AM
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He watched her with mild curiosity, the tones of her voice seemed to always remain the same. Was she upset? Or simply guarding herself from harm on the inside? Often he did that same thing, a shell of himself. Pretending to be a happy go lucky man on the outside, but on the inside he cried more then he should. He cried for many things, the main being that he would never be seen as normal. Never feel normal due to his condition. But he tried. And although it was something he would have loved to keep a secret, there was always times he had to tell others, simply due to the fact that if he played or rough housed and got injured, it could possibly kill him. He hated himself for that, unsure as to why he was so cursed with it. Pushing aside his darker thoughts once again for the upteenth time, he chuckled when she spoke. "It seems we have something in common, then. You mistaken for a fox, and I mistaken for a fawn." He lifted himself from the cool waters, the droplets accumulated upon his coat dripped down to the ends of his fur and the water that had been dipped into the creek, showered off in steady streams. He stepped back towards the shore, careful as to where he placed his paws. He didn't want to get cut on the rocks, and he was sure others who watched him move often wondered why he moved with extra care. Finally, he was on the shore and facing the femme. Not wanting to shake the water from his pelt because he didn't want to get her wet. He noticed the wag of her tail, and took it as a sign that perhaps she wasn't upset at the predicament. He dipped his head to her in greeting, honey eyes gazing with warmth. "It is nice to meet you, Isabella. My name is Aiden Sovari, though I have been thinking that I might as well change it to something that better fits my...appearance, eh?" He chuckled a bit, it would be quite amusing...a wolf named Fawn. Now wouldn't that be interesting? "Are you from these parts?" "Talk here." |
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