Unaccountable, Unbelievable

Her words startled Tyr into drawing back. "Wh- You do? I mean... Th- thank you?" he stuttered, confusing robbing his tongue of much of his coherency. Eyes narrowed further in mistrust as the woman lowered herself into a submissive stance of her own. If experience had taught him anything it was to never assume kindness to be anything except another form of manipulation. What did she want, that she would lower herself to show submission to him, to a crippled, useless wolf with no power over her or any way to inspire fear.

"Why?" he asked her bitterly in response to her whispered words. A simple question, an open-ended question, subject to any sort of interpretation, but he could not bring himself to finish it with anything more substantial. So instead the calico wolf fixed his eyes firmly on the ground at his feet, pelt prickling over the bones of his back and shoulders.



"Speech"

Nothing to gain, everything to fear