Walk | Talk | Think
As the poor kid stammered his response, Rune tried not to let his nose wrinkle disappointingly at the boy's state. No, it really was no fun making some unknown youth fearful of him in this manner. And maybe, he considered, in the end it was not so funny when he did it to Kismet either. He felt rather disgruntled now for it, especially since scaring someone had not been his intent. He had not even tried to make himself boldly carry the authority he wielded as a pack leader, which he presumed would only make matters worse at this point. His dark striped tail twitched, his brow furrowed, but he did not bring his eyes back to the russet wolf just yet.
His start was poor, but after a small stop he tried again and finished a little better, at least managing to state his name and ask for Rune's before his nerve could give out. Carrying on a conversation here with a strange youth had not been on his mind when he had wandered this way - though in all honesty nothing had - but now that he found himself in the situation the novelty of it all made him tolerant, patient, and willing to give it a shot. "Rune," was his simple reply, devoid of status or title. No, he was not the Guardian for now. Now he was simply himself.
Speaking to a yearling who was not part of his pack and acted unlike any other yearling he had met or raised. With all of his own children having been outgoing and friendly, seeing one who was so timid was outside the norm for him and he hardly knew of the proper way in which to fix things. If there was anything that could fix it. "You from these parts?" he asked by way of making small talk, something to keep the kid's mind going so that it had less chance to focus on being nervous or uncertain. He was getting better at talking, maybe he just needed an extra nudge.
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