Like Father Like Son
02-14-2015, 12:24 PM
Nako considered just getting up and making the swim back across the fjord but knew he needed to rest before heading upstream along the bank. The current hadn't been strong but a fair distance had been needed to cross and wind up close to home. The ever present breeze helped dry his pelt during his trek up the side of the fjord, the dirt he lay in clinging minimally to his fur. The wolf blinked, his only functioning ear starting to twitch as he looked to his right. Someone was coming towards him. With a sigh, not wanting to meet someone while lying down and rather vulnerable, Nako brought his paws underneath himself and stood.
The wolf, female, and as pink as a pale peach, stepped rather gingerly over the crest of the fjord. Nako bristled and did a double take. Wolves got stranger and stranger with each generation. Looks. Mindset. All were becoming rather odd. Lebrah for instance, Nako's thoughts shifting to his sisters child of sorts. There was a strange sort of limbo when she paused, Nako tilting his head to the side in confusion when she asked if anyone was there.
"Yes. I am here, I..." Nako's confusion obvious upon his face as he looked at her more closely. "I am Nako. Are you in need? Looking for something around here?" This female. Gorgeous and built with the finest curves he had ever seen was blind. That much was obvious. Thoughts turning to his father Bane and his blindness that lasted a few months before he passed. Nako looked down at his paws and thought of where his parents were now. Even in death they had each other.
Besides his siblings Nako was alone. Some days he found himself more wanting of some company of the opposite sex than others. His father's advice remembered now, Nako reflecting on the instructional words once spoken to him when Bane and he were by themselves one day. The elder had been carving upon a tree, and the things he told his son would've caused his mother to certainly have a fit. Guy talk. The peach furred she wolf was glanced at, Nako clearing his throat. "Is there something that I can help you with mam?"
The wolf, female, and as pink as a pale peach, stepped rather gingerly over the crest of the fjord. Nako bristled and did a double take. Wolves got stranger and stranger with each generation. Looks. Mindset. All were becoming rather odd. Lebrah for instance, Nako's thoughts shifting to his sisters child of sorts. There was a strange sort of limbo when she paused, Nako tilting his head to the side in confusion when she asked if anyone was there.
"Yes. I am here, I..." Nako's confusion obvious upon his face as he looked at her more closely. "I am Nako. Are you in need? Looking for something around here?" This female. Gorgeous and built with the finest curves he had ever seen was blind. That much was obvious. Thoughts turning to his father Bane and his blindness that lasted a few months before he passed. Nako looked down at his paws and thought of where his parents were now. Even in death they had each other.
Besides his siblings Nako was alone. Some days he found himself more wanting of some company of the opposite sex than others. His father's advice remembered now, Nako reflecting on the instructional words once spoken to him when Bane and he were by themselves one day. The elder had been carving upon a tree, and the things he told his son would've caused his mother to certainly have a fit. Guy talk. The peach furred she wolf was glanced at, Nako clearing his throat. "Is there something that I can help you with mam?"