Hardly Anything Else I Need To Be

*Newol* · 03-09-2014, 07:59 PM

Newol

When his Alphess entered the room, Newol rose to his feet. No one had taught him these manners, they'd just been something he'd been born with thanks to his family line. That said, it was kind of ironic that he fit so well into the world of loners and Rouges. You could call it what you wanted, but it was the way that he was. Offering her a low bow of his head as a sign of respect for her rank, he remained in his standing position and would do so unless addressed otherwise. He eyed the wolf that he'd allowed to pull him into this whole mess he found himself in every morning when he woke up. That was perhaps the hardest part. Some mornings he would have a good dream about strangers he hardly knew and running across the world with no goal in the fiber of his being but to spread the light of joy that his mother had told him he carried in his body. And when he woke there would be that moment of groggy haze where he found himself wondering, Where the bloody hell am I? Oh, yeah.

But he was adapting. That much was apparent in his appearance. So he considered her question for a moment. He knew he was stronger, yes. But with all this new developing muscle and the more capability of his body had come a greater demand for carbohydrates. And seeing as he was a Sigma, and valued being good to the pack he was in, most of the prey he caught was given to the pack, so as a result, he was always hungry. Not in the sense that his body always wanted food or that he starved and his belly went unsatisfied, but every time he say fresh kill, or someone eating, he found himself guilty of wanting to eat. It was because he wasn't working for just himself anymore. He was working for all Valhalla. Also, his body ached. It was because of how set his nature had been before he'd ever even joined the pack. Newol was the wolf that could hardly set still. He would always be young at heart and so the want to play had never died in him. Maturity was something best left on the shelf and only pulled out when there was call for it to the brute. But over all, he was happy. He was content. He was achieving something.

So finally, he returned his gaze from the veil of thought and looked at Erani. A big smile spreading his face. "I'm getting on just fine. Adapting after growing up a loner has been something of a task, but I am managing as I always have." His smile fading just a tad as a more serious and meaningful thought crossed his mind, he eyed the female before him. She'd tamed him a little in a sense. "This family of yours is quite strong, my Alphess. I'm glad to be getting a chance to serve it." He meant his words.

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