On The Edge of Glory

*Lekan* · (This post was last modified: 05-11-2014, 08:36 AM by Lekan.)

Lekan was relieved when, eventually, the other male got his confidence back. He watched Anthem with a smile as his tail resurfaced and began swaying gently behind him. The golden boy kept his tail firmly tucked out of habit, but still felt fairly comfortable around the other wolf. It took a lot to frighten Lekan, after all. He was the servant to Cataleya of Arcanum. But in this situation, it would have been difficult for him to be the dominant one. That would have scared him for sure. The only thing that scared the younger boy was not knowing. Not knowing what to do, or how to react. His entire childhood was spent learning these things. Luckily, not many scenarios were able to throw him off. He settled back into the routine he knew, swinging his ears partially down and away to show submission once more. The smile brightened a bit as the youthful stranger barked out another greeting before answering his previous question with a short reply. ?Just walking.?
 
As time went on, the refined male began to see how simple this Anthem Destruction really was, both in speech and personality. Perhaps he wouldn?t need to use such formal words around him. However, after a life of polite speaking, it was difficult to make his words sound casual. But he made his attempt nonetheless. ?I?m just sitting. The weather was nice, looks like a storm is coming soon, though.? Lekan would flex his jaw as if to loosen it up. He had to admit that he felt a bit incompetent when speaking that way. Not enough social niceties, too little detail in his words. Still he shrugged the feeling away and returned a smile to his face. ?Do you have a home? When the storm comes??

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