And So It Ends
05-02-2013, 04:44 PM
She smiled, not expecting the compliment to be returned - and so easily! He was either a good liar that stayed on his toes, or he honestly didn't think she was too bad a lupine. There was a part of her that wanted him to like her, despite the heartbreaking situation - she was going to spend an awful lot of time with him starting next winter after all. He had a point too - he could be so much older, so much harder to talk to, so much more of a stick up his ass, so much worse than he was turning out to be. Although she hated that he was betrothed, and there were a hundred odd reasons wy she hated that she was going to be married... Maverick himself was no longer one of them.
He had a bit of charm to him, and she found herself laughing lightly as he asked her whether she was ready to go. The girl wasted no time following after him, walking beside him as he led her deeper into Seracia, her eyes taking in the strange place that his father had decided to set up camp for their pack. It was a diverse area, and right beside a desert as well! It got to hot in the South during warmer months, but here they were, thriving and surviving. She was impressed with it, and thoughts of what could have been if they had lived by the ocean faded away as she went along. He didn't seem to mind a bit of adventure, which sat well with the yearling. Chrys didn't want Mav here hurt, but she wanted to see Seracia, not just hear about it - and doing a bit of sightseeing with her fiance seemed like an alright way to bond.
She heard a few deep moos, and her ears perked every time, her blue eyes bright and curious. Although the date of the wedding and everything that it entailed still loomed over her shoulders, she had pushed it aside to get a good look at Seracia without depression clouding her first impression, as well as getting to know Maverick a bit. She listened to him talk about the cattle, nodding to show that she was listening to him. "Well now that you've mentioned him we have to see Mr. Gold Ring." She whispered, holding back a snicker. And from there on out they had a mission in mind - or rather, Chrysanthe did. "I don't think I've even seen moose horns that long." She commented when she spotted one of the smaller bulls.
"Seracia's got a lot going for it Maverick." The red faced girl said, before hopping on ahead. Perhaps Maverick himself was the same way. Sure, she had not taken to him as quickly as she had Gideon, and she did not love him as she did his Uncle, but she liked the way that he was attentive, polite even, without being completely full of himself. "Are there enough of you to hunt any of these yet?" The beta definitely wanted to be a part of that if they hadn't. They would need quite the hunting party to do it though - these animals were bulky. Grabbing their throats would be nearly impossible without getting trampled and they were so tall that their spines were completely out of the question as a target.
He had a bit of charm to him, and she found herself laughing lightly as he asked her whether she was ready to go. The girl wasted no time following after him, walking beside him as he led her deeper into Seracia, her eyes taking in the strange place that his father had decided to set up camp for their pack. It was a diverse area, and right beside a desert as well! It got to hot in the South during warmer months, but here they were, thriving and surviving. She was impressed with it, and thoughts of what could have been if they had lived by the ocean faded away as she went along. He didn't seem to mind a bit of adventure, which sat well with the yearling. Chrys didn't want Mav here hurt, but she wanted to see Seracia, not just hear about it - and doing a bit of sightseeing with her fiance seemed like an alright way to bond.
She heard a few deep moos, and her ears perked every time, her blue eyes bright and curious. Although the date of the wedding and everything that it entailed still loomed over her shoulders, she had pushed it aside to get a good look at Seracia without depression clouding her first impression, as well as getting to know Maverick a bit. She listened to him talk about the cattle, nodding to show that she was listening to him. "Well now that you've mentioned him we have to see Mr. Gold Ring." She whispered, holding back a snicker. And from there on out they had a mission in mind - or rather, Chrysanthe did. "I don't think I've even seen moose horns that long." She commented when she spotted one of the smaller bulls.
"Seracia's got a lot going for it Maverick." The red faced girl said, before hopping on ahead. Perhaps Maverick himself was the same way. Sure, she had not taken to him as quickly as she had Gideon, and she did not love him as she did his Uncle, but she liked the way that he was attentive, polite even, without being completely full of himself. "Are there enough of you to hunt any of these yet?" The beta definitely wanted to be a part of that if they hadn't. They would need quite the hunting party to do it though - these animals were bulky. Grabbing their throats would be nearly impossible without getting trampled and they were so tall that their spines were completely out of the question as a target.