Save the last dance
02-25-2014, 06:21 PM
In some ways, Anthem's behavior had improved drastically since coming to Ludicael. Back in Ahlon, he had only really been exposed to his family members, and Symphony had often been fiercely protective of him. Here, though, he was mostly free to roam as he pleased, though his siblings all kept a watchful eye on him. It was helpful to interact with others that did not know him well, and those who did not understand his often peculiar mannerisms. Of course, all this man knew was whether a creature was being nice to him, or not -- and he did not do well when he was questioned about his slowness, or his staggered speech. But it seemed Cherokee was nice, and Anthem would take a few steps closer, his smile growing slightly. He told Anthem that Song was sick, and he frowned a bit. It seemed a common occurrence these days, but not something to be overly afraid of. He could not even fathom the possibility of her not being around. Death was not something Anthem understood, or even could picture. "Okay," he answered simply, nodding understanding. He was quiet for a moment, an inquisitive look on his gentle features, as he watched Cherokee. He offered to go for a swim, and he would nod again enthusiastically. "Sure!" His words were short and simple, and he would begin to pad in the direction of the warm pools of water, tail wagging happily behind him. |