Times Like These
03-11-2014, 04:19 PM
He had seen him. His father slipped through the brush while Eon was nearby chewing on a stick. Immediately, curiosity took a hold of him and the boy lifted himself to follow quietly. He stopped at the edge of the trees a little ways from where his father stopped, eyes following in the direction of which his father spoke towards. Green eyes fell upon a white beast with crimson stains upon his pelt, and he was more curious as to who this stranger was. He had never seen him before, and he certainly didn't smell like any wolf he had seen. Then again, he had only ever met his immediate family. Never had he seen a stranger on the island before. It wasn't long before his aunt Sibelle came onto the scene, confronting the stranger as she stepped to his father's side. Green eyes watched as he waited to see what would happen, but more curiosity had gotten the better of him. Protectiveness of his homeland welled up in the boys chest, and he crept forward until he was under his father and standing between his forelegs, glaring with curiosity as he knew not what hostility was. His tail wagged hesitantly, but seeing the stance and the looks upon the faces of his aunt and father, he stopped wagging and continued to stare. "Who are you?" He asked, curiosity etched in his voice. Talk like this |