Don't Cry For Me

Shower - Becky G (piano cover)

When the female turned to greet him, he noticed the rather attractive markings on her face and it brought that much more of a smile to his face. It was another shining example of what he called this world's Flavor. When put under the glass, no two creatures where the same. And it was that difference, that wide and far reaching range of weird and creative and colorful that made living worth the effort. Things that where different. All in all, life was short. Just look at Newol, when he'd first arrived here, he'd been the little brat from the desert. And now he was a man with a purpose and a cause. It seemed like only yesterday he'd been standing in the gathering that had marked the creation of Valhalla, his Valhalla, stomping his foot on the ground in rebellious agreement to Erani's defiance. The Defiance was still there, but now it was more refined. Pain had this funny way of becoming endearing to you at the end. It hurt you, yes. But it repaid it's abuse with strength and patience.

So with this thought in mind, he closed his eyes as he gave a respectful bow of his head. They would open again as he rose it back up and moved to stand beside her, at a respectable distance of course, saying as he did. "I'd be delighted." Lowering himself to his rump, he looked out at the ocean as the the breeze that came off it ruffled through his pelt. He reckgnized the pack scent off of her. It was the same as that woman Katja. He'd liked Katja for the brief time they'd interacted, but, he wasn't fond of her approach. He wasn't sure but he believed that she had her pack's best interests in mind. Her methods where just perhaps a little... He wasn't sure, perhaps it was how little soul there seemed to be in them. Taking a moment to enjoy the view, he introduced himself, turning to face her with a pleasant smile on his face. "Greetings. I'm Newol Adravendi."