Friendly Foes

*Crucifix* · (This post was last modified: 04-30-2014, 02:17 PM by Crucifix.)

It seemed his wait was not to be a long one, having barely settled on his hunches before another would bound into view. Here the wolf would stand before the backdrop of the cavern and Cru?s first impression of the boy would manifest from the luminescent blue glow of their orbs. There was a similarity here to Alpine the boy that had taken the heart of his sister. Despite the opposite gleam of black that cast this boy in shadows, a far cry from the bleached, snowy white that adorned the Alpine he knew. Perhaps it was simply his inability to draw Twig from his mind, that all this thoughts would be on his sister and in turn the boy who captivated her.

The tones that slipped through the muzzle of this shadowed beast would diverge also from the lyrics of Alpine, and this as much as the shadows of his coat helped him overcome his thoughts and ground him to reality. The boy spoke of Glaciem, and this would be met with the raising of an eyebrow. He was yet to meet any wolves from that pack, despite understanding their nature. Next would come the request of an exchange, for company and words in response to access to the cave beyond. Crucifix would incline in head in acceptance of this. ?Of course, I have no qualms with understanding a Stranger wolf? he said with a chuckle. ?it?s a pleasure to meet you, Fen, I?m Crucifix? he introduced himself, taking another moment to settle himself more comfortably against the earth, waiting to see what direction the conversation might lead them.

"My sounds""My Soul"

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