i hear his ghosts

*Altavro* · 03-27-2014, 07:47 PM

Altavro Of The Nomads

Altavro bowed his head a little, allowing the commentary to wash over his ears. The anger was gone from Erani's tone, and so Altavro allowed her to say what she would without flinching back or tensing up. He did not, however, feel enough pride to hold her gaze, and so he let his eyes focus on her white paws, even as she gazed solemnly at him. "I will keep that in mind," The wolf spoke very seriously, exhaling softly as he spoke.

Her offer was a strange one. Altavro did not understand how the female could go from ice cold anger to the peaceful way that she was speaking now. The idea of second chances was not entirely a foreign one - his father had been allowed to stay with the Nomads after his first outburst, hadn't he? Despite proving clearly that the male was not the kind of wolf that the Nomads would wish to stay, he had still been offered a second chance, and so had Altavro after his sister vanished into the wilds. Second chances weren't foreign to the male, but he wasn't entirely sure that he deserved another chance from this female. She hardly knew him, after all. "A second chance is more than many deserve," Altavro observed, voice carefully blank as he did his best to avoid saying anything offensive or rude - a difficult feat for this wolf. "And I have never been a teacher before." Though this Erani was beautiful, he was worried that he would not be able to offer what she was requesting of him.

The male took a moment to respond when Imena turned to lash out at him, her muzzle pressed close to his face. He pinned his ears back as she snarled, but otherwise didn't move. Altavro was aware that he deserved the snapped words, which meant that he bit his tongue carefully until the other female retreated. "Understood." Altavro inclined his head in the younger wolfess' direction, "And I would not blame you." He would probably be upset if his ears were shredded (and especially if he was reading the implication of 'other t hings' correctly), but when he got over the pain, he would probably understand why. In any case, this Imena didn't look like much. He was sure that if push came to shove, he would be protecting her more than having her shred his ears.

After a moment, Altavro turned his attention towards Erani again. "I was curious as to what your rules and customs were." Altavro's words were quiet as he, too, settled back on his haunches, curling his tail over his paws. He was ready for a longwinded explanation. Of course, if it was short, that would be all right, but Altavro had always been a bit of a pessimist.

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