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Arwel


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04-28-2014, 03:37 PM
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A bit of time would pass, though Arwel wouldn?t mind. He had faith that the Guinevere would show, even if the young wolfess was not one that he knew well. Ears were perked as he looked across the plains, eyes holding an almost distant look to them as the male looked back and reflected upon his life. There had been hardships... And things of great beauty too. He had his share of happiness and sadness... Of dealing with new life and death. Things were ever changing... But Arwel would be ready to rise and meet the change. He was not going to give up what time he had left... No matter what happened... Arwel was going to make the best of things.

Finally as voice would break him from his memories, head turning to the female that had spoken to him. Ah, Guinevere. He would shake his head, offering a gentle smile. ?Not at all. I?m going to be tutoring you in hunting... so I figured we could just start with some basic rules and strategies to keep in mind while doing so, and perhaps work a bit on stamina.? Hunting wasn?t something that could be learned overnight... Not that any skill could. He would also need to see what she knew... But... Something about the sad face of the femme would give Arwel pause.

The male would rise, slowly turning towards her. ?Though... Are you up for it? You seem... A bit down.? His brows were furrowed a bit with concern for the she-wolf. As of the moment Arwel had no kin living in Valhalla... And in his mind that made all of them his kin to care for. He would give Guinevere her space... Allowing her to choose whether or not to get closer... Or offer any information on what may be bothering her.


"Normal.
Speech.
Thought.
You."