Come Little Children I'll Take Thee Away (EBONY)
06-26-2014, 09:19 PM
Katja had Sindri's undivided attention, which was rare for the youngling. Most of the time she was torn between points of interest, but the subject being discussed interested her. Training. It was something she'd been looking forward to. Plants in particular interested her; hunting and killing, while important, required a certain amount of touching that annoyed her. As much as she wanted to get over the aversion, she also wished to not have to deal with it and was solidly torn over the matter, so the idea that she would be subject to all of the above to some degree was both terrifying and thrilling. Shifting her weight, Sindri's gaze flitted around the gathered young wolves as each threw out their opinions. The one boy in particular who seemed to oppose Katja interested her, and while he spoke, she listened. From there her gaze moved back to Katja, curious as to what her reply would be. In any case, she silently applauded the boy for speaking up. Sindri herself was rather quiet on the matter. She had opinions, sure, but unless asked they would remain hers. It wasn't shyness that kept her mute, but something she couldn't quite describe. Speaking - - Thinking |