We All Have To Stop Running.
02-12-2014, 09:36 AM
Newol wasn't a fool. He could tell that this girl didn't trust him. He felt like she was thinking any second now he'd lung forward and rip into her flesh. It brought a sore twinge to his mind. The unfortunate truth is that this world could create such feelings. He raked his brain for some what to show her he meant no harm, but all him came up with was just to simply do that. Mean no harm. So he continued to move forward at the pace that things where going. Staying seated where he was, he kept his body calm, making no sudden movements and breathing steady.
Finally, she produced a name, and the name struck some note in him that finally allowed him to fully see the creature before him as she uncoiled herself and found a seated position much like his own. She was small, he noticed that. And her white fur complemented her blue eyes so very well. A small shiver of rage bubbled inside him that he quickly suppressed. Who could do something to spook such a beautiful creature this badly!? The thought was an ironic one sense it had been he who had done so. She offered him no further response then her name, so he had to do something to keep the ball moving otherwise they where both in for a very awkward and silent stand off so finally, he spoke again, keeping his words gentle and welcoming. He was trying his best. "Angel. That's a very nice name. Fitting too." He hoped she'd take well to the complement.
Attempting to start some sort of conversation, he continued. "Tell me, Ms. Black, what is it that had you so horrible spooked? I see no danger here." For the first time, he seemed to understand that it might have been him who caused all this, but he suppressed this aswell, hopping there might be another cause that he could fix.
Finally, she produced a name, and the name struck some note in him that finally allowed him to fully see the creature before him as she uncoiled herself and found a seated position much like his own. She was small, he noticed that. And her white fur complemented her blue eyes so very well. A small shiver of rage bubbled inside him that he quickly suppressed. Who could do something to spook such a beautiful creature this badly!? The thought was an ironic one sense it had been he who had done so. She offered him no further response then her name, so he had to do something to keep the ball moving otherwise they where both in for a very awkward and silent stand off so finally, he spoke again, keeping his words gentle and welcoming. He was trying his best. "Angel. That's a very nice name. Fitting too." He hoped she'd take well to the complement.
Attempting to start some sort of conversation, he continued. "Tell me, Ms. Black, what is it that had you so horrible spooked? I see no danger here." For the first time, he seemed to understand that it might have been him who caused all this, but he suppressed this aswell, hopping there might be another cause that he could fix.