I Could Stop Time

Walk | Talk | Think
 
She surprised him by how excited his offer made her, as if the thought of accompanying him on his search for a den was possibly the most exciting thing to happen to her that way. Maybe it had been. Her description of her home - her tribe - had lacked any true color or appeal; in fact, it sounded kind of quiet, maybe even strict and stuffy. Perhaps that was why he had found her here beside the stream alone, and maybe that was why she was even considering helping him at all. Was there any chance she might have simply enjoyed his company? 

Not wanting to get into thinking about how boring or helpless he might have looked or sounded to this tribal wolf to have earned her assistance, Requiem managed to draw his expression into a smile that quickly became more sincere as she offered up her first idea of where they might be lucky in their search. An old bear den sounded a little big for just him but at this point being picky was not a luxury he could take. In a place that he was unfamiliar with, a free place to rest that was safely empty and in a location that at least appeared to be hospitable was too good to pass up. 

Imala turned away from him in such a way that urged him to follow, and Requiem did not second guess it. Already on his feet, he turned to follow her, letting the earth-colored wolf lead the way. "An abandoned bear den sounds like a lucky find," he commented as he traveled along behind her, feeling optimistic and hopeful at this possible den site that he could borrow for the night.