An ode if any

*Quelt* · 04-03-2014, 09:35 AM

Well now did he feel like an idiot laughing to himself, once the woman made herself known it made him want to run and hide. That's what he wanted to do, but being the wolf that he was, he would not. Quelt would instead turn his body curiously towards her, observing her white coat and blue eyes along with her scent belonging to one of the local packs. It brought a friendly smile to his face, lately he had been seeing a lot of pack wolves. Most had given him a warm welcome to the lands, and not once had he met someone who had been rude yet to him. Probably because Quelt was civil, and never rude to anyone else in the first place.
He would move forward and sit on his haunches rolling shoulders back as he sat prideful as he usually would. As if he had something to be prideful about, which at the moment he didn't but that's how he felt. "Greetings, my names Quelt Arrow. I hope you and your pack are doing well since the earth-quake, it was a bit of a big one." he said in a soft kind tone. Hopefully he wasn't intruding much on her privacy, but being the way he was he always worried about others rather than himself. After all he had saved a small girl from the quake only to further learn that it was Vahva's daughter. So many connections, he wondered what more was in store for him.

Speech,

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