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*Quintus* · (This post was last modified: 05-22-2014, 11:00 PM by Quintus.)

He could only imagine, if she was this miserable around a stranger who had washed up on the beach, how unpopular she must be wherever she lived. Not that he was the most pleasant of wolves, but he certainly would consider himself better company than this dark-furred female. Quintus was simply grateful that she was easy on the eyes -- if he died here, at least he had something decent to look at. It could easily be much worse.

Still, he wrinkled his nose in distaste. The taste of the plant was unpleasant, but he did not fall over and die. Instead, the pain seemed to subside slightly, but he half-wondered if it was just a trick of his mind. A soft grumble escaped his lips as he himself adjusted where he sat. Plants did not interest him. He knew healing was supposedly an art, and someone that was studied in depth... but it had never interested either of his parents, and his siblings had never seemed terribly intrigued by them, as far as he knew. "Hm," was all he said, too exhausted to delve further into her reason for coming here. As if she would explain anyway, at least not with much enthusiasm.

It probably would've been a better thing to talk about than why he was here. He scoffed softly, peering over at her from where his head lay at his paws. "For adventure's sake," he suggested plainly, a hint of laughter lurking in his lyrics, but he seemed to brush off the question quite gladly. "Seems I felt like testing my luck today."

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