Difficult Enjoyment
04-03-2014, 08:36 PM
Walk | Talk |
The wolf appeared to recover from his uncertainty as she had voiced her answer, and for a second Ashtoreth wondered if he could have possibly been like herself. Typically on lands where she felt comfortable she had no qualms about approaching strangers and striking up conversation, but where she knew she held no certainty of safety every unfamiliar face was also a potential enemy, a threat to her well being. Did he see things similarly? Or had he simply been drawn to the prospect of a friendly face and companionable conversation? He did seem better now, words trailing easily off of his tongue in the form of an apology. "No, no pack," she answered, allowing her guardedness to abate if only a little. "At least not here." Honestly he did not seem so bad, just eager. And could she really blame him in a place as empty as this?
The lithe grey wolf had not quite realized yet just how observant he was until he spoke again, though at first she was confused.
Perhaps she had been a little more unfriendly than she needed to be. It was only a sensitive subject to her, and he had not known when he asked that she had issues with it. Trying to make up for shutting his offer down so quickly, Ashtoreth made herself ask, "You're a healer?" She knew nothing of the craft herself - her stomach was nowhere near strong enough for it - but it was still no less important than either hunting or fighting.