Love life

*Quelt* · 08-17-2014, 11:56 PM

The north probably wasn't the best idea for him to wander around, but Bevroren was the pack allie, so there was no danger near the wall. It was more Indarra he was worried about, because he was worried about Irune. His heart was being squeezed under the pressure of a near panic attack trying not to cause too much trouble for her. A woman hadn't made him act like this at any way at all. After all, he just didn't want her to fall out of love somehow. If she did that was how life went, but he hadn't entirely given up on her. The wall was an interesting thing for the large beast. As he spotted the face of the Bevroren king, or Hertog he had caught a glimpse of in the spars.
"Needed a break?" Quelt said with a smile on his face. Of course he dwarfed Vereux, but he did that with most wolves. Hell he was even taller than the Armada's founding father Isardis. Which amazed him, but one thing about that thought was that it got shoved away. If he thought too much about it, he'd be a crying mess right in front of a stranger. Let alone one of Irune's many siblings. Though he was certain Vereux was one of the closer ones from what he had heard.

Speech,

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