DISTANCE & MEANING
07-14-2014, 06:36 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-14-2014, 06:41 AM by Quintus.)
He marveled at the slight confidence Bass emanated, for seemingly no reason. Harmony had admitted that Abaven was a small pack; had this man fought for these lands, or had he simply claimed them verbally and had been fortunate enough to have no challengers for his throne yet? He shook his head slowly. If someone as steadfast and determined as Erani could fall, he had no doubt this one could too -- but that was an opinion he would keep to himself. Expressing doubt in his leadership would do no good, especially right now. Harmony seemed skilled at relaxing the man that he was almost certain was her brother, and he watched silently as Bass lowered his defenses. "I was hoping to join," he explained bluntly. Had he not gathered that already? "If you'll have me." He was not particularly driven -- but he figured that was because he'd never really found anything worth fighting for, worth working toward. He'd been comfortable on the sidelines in Valhalla, but here, in a new place with unfamiliar wolves... things might be different. "I'd probably be interested in training to defend and fight, if anything." He didn't know how Bass ran his pack, but surely he needed those willing to fight? He wasn't overly familiar with things of the sort, but figured he could learn nonetheless. His demeanor was relaxed, overly so, making him seem guarded in a way -- when in reality he just didn't know what to say, and didn't want to further aggravate the already-frustrated Bass. |
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