Tomorrow Will Be Kinder

N/A · 03-28-2014, 05:21 AM

Hyperion bravely endured her gaze. He did not falter again. He met her eyes with an inward defiance, keeping an outward smile on his friendly maw. "My dear, any male would be lucky to call you his mate. I wish you all the best." His dark paw shifted as he dipped into another bow, but his golden gaze remained locked on hers. He was testing himself. Testing his strength.

He listened with genuine interest as the female spoke of her friend. She had been exploring the deserts, climbing atop a sand dune when the voice of a wolf had called out to her. Imagine her surprise when a gecko was standing at her feet. So he knew how to speak the language of wolves? Fascinating. Hyperion kept smiling, nodding with interest as her story went on. Her eyes shifted from place to place as she spoke, so he found it appropriate to avert his eyes occasionally. He eventually found himself comforted by those eyes... their icy blue color was rather relaxing once his mind got over the familiarity of it.

"That's pretty unique for a small creature such as him to know our language. I have seen some wolves with companions like foxes and large birds, but never little reptiles." His throat rumbled with a carefree laugh. "But that's wonderful. Truly."

But that part of the conversation had died down, and as the light of storytelling left Isabella's eyes, a knot twisted in his gut. He had to keep her talking, or at least, had to keep some sort of conversation going. It was for distraction, but not only that. He honestly took interest in what this maiden had to say.

"Are you from Alacritia originally? Where did you grow up?"

Walk.
"Talk."Think.

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