Rain on my parade
04-28-2014, 09:17 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-28-2014, 09:20 PM by Crucifix.)
He would fall to silence for a moment, fighting back a sigh as his gaze would sweep out again to the rain beyond. It didn't look like anything that would let up any time soon and the brisk wind was brutal in its occasional sweep of the cave. He would turn his gaze from that view, mental 'turning his back to it' through he did not shift his position. Instead he found his eyes on the nicer view of his guest, now that she wasn't flooded down with the weight of water it was much easier to take her in. The smell of wet fur wasn't as bad as he had feared, although the scent still lingered in the cave. Until she dried out, he imagined every sweep of the wind would knock all her sense of warmth from her and chill the already cold wet that clung to her ? in other words, he did not envy her predicament. He would listen when next she spoke, astounded at the implications of these words. That she had been wondering since three months was an astonishment, and bet Cru's own time in the rogue world. He had entered it at an early age with the separation of his family, but he had not nearly been as young as she. She seemed to have true interest in his own exploits and he found himself warming to this girl quickly. He would offer her a smile as she asked after his destinations. ?More then I can count, both in Alacritis and out. I wouldn't give up ym days of exploring for the world? he added, which in part explained why he had not yet joined Valhalla as his sister had. She would move on to the mention of food, and explain that she hadn't managed to eat since yesterday. He would grimace at the thought, a wolf could go awhile without a meal but it didn't make it pleasant. ?maybe if this weather ever lets up i'll show you?? he would offer lightly, flicking his tail behind him again as he took in the storm before them once more. if it ever lets up, he thought a little sourly. "My sounds""My Soul" |
