into the woods
02-11-2015, 09:05 PM
He was smart enough to notice that his father's scent and the majority of their family's scent was not thick on her skin. He was also smart enough not to mention it. He wouldn't dare question her on what had happened, or where anyone was. It wasn't his place, and if she wanted him to know she would tell him. When he inquired carefully where she lived, he got a better answer than he could have imagined. She had a pack again. A pack meant wolves, a permanent home, safety. They lived further east, she would elaborate, near the ocean. He gulped. Amalia was there. That was certainly better news. At least a portion of their family remained. “Can I c-come there... with you?” Had he not been the paranoid, frightened thing that he was he would not have had to ask her in such a tentative way, but that was something he couldn't change. “I don't know h-how much help I w-will be but I promise I'll s-stay out of the way and I won't b-bother anybody I just - just don't want to be alone and..” It was the best argument he could muster, and he hoped desperately it was good enough. A pack meant participation, it meant having talent and using it to help others. He had no talent, and he was not good at participating. Cassius craned his vision from hers, unwilling to see her reaction. If she denied him he didn't know what he would do. Already he could feel his heart pounding deep in his chest as worry began to cloud his features. What would he do if she denied him? “speak,” |
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