golden apples of the sun
04-11-2014, 02:57 PM
Shilah's head titled just slightly at the foreign language the other had started to speak but it was a comfort to him more than off putting. He knew all too well what it was like to be a foreigner in a strange new land. His accent was curious but pleasant to listen to. Shilah listened attentively as the other spoke and felt a sudden longing in his heart. Was this other wolf a nomad of sorts? He did not bear the mark like Shilah did but he wondered all the same. "I'm gathering herbs for pack and getting some fresh air. I'm Shilah of the Nomads by the way, what might your name be?" Speech |
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