Fields Of Gold

N/A · 05-04-2014, 11:19 AM

Her answer was hardly at all reassuring. The brute would frown deeply, listening to her speak. It wasn?t her lack of skill that bothered him... But the fact that she spoke the second statement that concerned him. Arwel would lower his ears slightly, speaking softly. ?Maybe you think there is nothing that can fix how you are feeling... But... Maybe you?d find the answer if you talked more with others.? It was a little more of subtle hint that the brute had not seen her around Valhalla... And there was a bit of concern in his eyes as he spoke the words. He would straight then, soft cerulean orbs not leaving her form.

?If you feel that the lesson can help distract you though we don?t need to press into other matters if you don?t want... And we can continue with what I have planned. Though it doesn?t always mean we have to meet as teacher and pupil... I?d be more than happy just to share in your company as a friend sometimes if you wished.? Was he sticking his nose where it didn?t belong? Arwel wasn?t sure but... A pack was just a really big extended family... So he should be looking out for the other members if they looked like they needed a helping paw.

"Normal.
Speech.
Thought.
You."

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