Top of the Mornin' to Ya

*Conall* · 04-05-2014, 10:45 PM

Conall tucked away the bit of information about the location and name of her pack for future reference, along with the scent of her pack that lingered on her fur. Since he was new to these lands it was good to at least know where all the packs were located and he was happy that Valhalla was the first on his list. He gave a surprised look and a grateful nod when she mentioned the herbs to help with his injury. "Ah, a queen and a healer, eh? Well, I might just take ya up on that one day, m'lady."

As she answered his question about how she passes her time he couldn't help but return her grin. A hearty chuckle rumbled in his chest and he replied, "Oh surely you can't be older than me, madame. A lass as lovely as you couldn't be bothered with all those years." His eyes glowed with mirth that he hadn't felt in a while. "Besides," he added, "even if it is as you say and you're older than my ragged self, I've always said age is just a count of how much wisdom you've gained. Well, of course, unless it's like some of the boys I used to train. I swear, it felt like the older they got the more dumb they became!" He gave a full out laugh, thinking about all the blundering wolves that used to come to him, trying to make themselves into warriors.

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