he comes
12-02-2014, 02:12 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-02-2014, 02:18 AM by Glacier.)
His Little Mouse didn't jump nearly as much as might have a few moments ago, as he rose and displayed most of his towering height and matching bulk. He was indeed a Glacier on the ice, compared to the size of all other wolves he knew. Funny how not only did his siblings not also gain his size, but some of them where even smaller then the Little Mouse before him. He vigilant watch on her expressions would catch the worry, the hesitation on her face and he dip his head, consenting that he had perhaps asked too much to fast, had changed from slow and patient to pushing her too quickly. He half expected her to back away now, for her to think it had all been a trick to lure her closer to his grasp. To his delight, the Little Mouse would surprise him, shuffling slowly, but surely she would come all that closer towards him. He watched her movements with a smile that turned from sad to warm once more. Despite whatever weary thoughts circled her mind he thought she walked with the grace of a hunter. Certainly nothing about her stuck him as a fighter, or even a healer for that matter. Anais, he was certain, would be a wolf of speed, agility and practice in tracking out her prey. She at last reached the ice and he would watch her curiously test its strength beneath her weight. There was merriment in the Titan's eyes as he watched the gesture – did she think she might weigh more then he? He wasn't a skinny beast, his full 45 inches where filled out, more muscle then fat. She seemed unsteady on the ice, like she had never tried to walk on the ice before. He laughed gently out loud, it was to friendly to be considered insulting, and considered calling out tips, as he watched her stop. She would distract him however, as a question breached out between them. He could hear something like worry in her tone, or was it anxiety? He studied her carefully again, and slowly asked “This is your child?” He stood then, raising to his full height, even as his claws caught grips expertly on the hard ice beneath him. Despite the untrustworthy ground beneath him his movements where graceful, and now at last he would gain the chance to lower his head in gentle greeting to the shy woman before him. “If he is missing, we sha'll find him” he said simply, he wasn't unfamiliar with tracking down his own siblings to ensure their safety. |
