secretly a savior
03-26-2014, 02:04 PM
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[flesh and bone] Lovely. Just freaking lovely. Of course she was lost too. Was he ever going to get out of this desert? The heat was making everything swim and gods above, he hated this place with all of his heart. If he ever got, he was never coming back. Ever. No more deserts for this male. In fact, he was going to head as far north as physically possible. Some cold would be high up on his list of priorities when he got out. If he ever got out. But the female's words, which he had almost tuned out, were actually rather clever. The idea hadn't occurred to Altavro, though he had to admit that it probably should have. The male found himself nodding slightly at her comment, pricking his ears in her direction. With his response, he was careful to modulate his tone, trying to keep his irritation with the situation - and not her - from his voice. "That's a good idea, actually. I hadn't thought of that." Though he definitely should have. Maybe it was the lack of water getting to his head. Either that or he was just being dumb. It was probably the latter. "Anyways, the name's Altavro. You don't need to call me sir." His name was respect enough, in the wolf's mind. His name carried enough honor without a 'sir.' The male watched carefully as the younger wolf settled down in the spare shade offered by the palmetto trees around them. She was close to him, though not nearly so close that her heat would touch him, which Altavro appreciated. It was hot enough without the touch of another wolf. "Perhaps we can get ourselves out together," Altavro would offer, more out of a sense of duty than anything else. As a healer, he could not condone abandoning another wolf in the desert like this, especially not a pup. It would simply be wrong. |