Scorpions and Cyclones
11-04-2014, 02:22 PM
Razo couldn't help but chuckle. Honestly... He had nothing better to do. Thus was the life of a loner. The man's courtesy had lifted Razo's spirits further yet. A rare day indeed to find someone kindhearted, someone mannerly. His smile was easy, relaxed. "I've been here for the better part of the day, and am a bit chilled. Perhaps a long trek would do me good, you never know." Besides, where had this male come from? If there was a pack in this land populated with wolves like this Razo would change his bearing in a heartbeat, strike a new course. And even at the very least he was, admittedly, a bit bored. Of course, he would not press the issue without an invitation, that would be more than a bit crass. "My name is Razo, by the way. I admit to being pleasantly surprised. Many wolves I come across have a more violent nature." He said it delicately, but the truth was hard. So much death and war, blood and violence... It was almost too much to bear. Quickly he pushed those thoughts from his mind, less they consume him. "Speech" |