Random Encounter
03-04-2015, 12:38 AM
Walk | Talk | Think Still he kept his gaze averted, though his tan-colored ears were trained upon the woman to listen to everything that she had to tell him. Her tones were as warm as ever, friendly and welcoming and such a delight after the quiet that had been following him around, as well as the voice that occupied his mind. It was no malevolent voice, no, but that of his own thoughts, the one that reminded him of his loneliness, of the absence of his family, and of his impending need to finally choose a direction in which to carry out his life. This, having an actual conversation with another wolf rather than arguing with himself in the isolation of his own mind, was just what he needed in order to feel at least a little normal again. He hardly knew how to respond to her opinion regarding his coloration - it was more or less true, and he was sure if he put his mind to it that he could disappear into the snow if he tried - and he hesitated a moment before he answered her inquiry about his adjustment. "Okay, I think," he stated, his voice lacking enough conviction to even convince himself of its full truth. Sure, he had settled in alright, had found himself a den and a quiet place to call his own inside the pack's new norther borders, but that did not necessarily mean he was entirely happy with things. Bringing up unhappy news for himself was not something that he was keen on doing, especially when he knew not what type of answer he might get once it was asked, but the need to know and his desperation for just a little hint at where his family members were was nagging at him enough to make him speak up, surprisingly, of his own accord. "Have you...seen my mom?" he asked timidly, daring to lift his yellow eyes once to glance quickly into Odette's face before lowering again, not yet brave enough to read her thoughts there if they should be visible to him. He much rather preferred having things broken to him through her gentle voice. |