Traveling Wanderer
His brow rose at the woman's comment, a small ball of confusion forming at her declining the thought that she was beautiful. Deivad wasn't a womanizer but he for one didn't attempt to hit on every woman out there, no way a horn-dog or looking for any opportunity to get a quickie. He was just complimenting the woman. Oh well though, his attention quickly shifted towards what she said next, bringing up a strange form of courtship between creatures called musk oxen which slammed their heads together from a running start, apparently hard enough to make the ground shake. “Wow, that is quite impressive.” He spoke mostly to himself, just voicing a thought. To think, these creature could charge at each other, slamming their heads and still continue on without brain damage, at least he was guessing this happened. And here wolves were with nuzzles and kisses before doing the deed, it honestly made him feel kind of like a loser in a goofy way.
Jade eyes blinked away snowflakes that had been collecting along his lashes, following the woman as she glanced to the sky. Just then he would realize that the flakes had grown in size and falling steadily, a sign that Winter would soon be upon them and so he should begin preparing to either head further south or to settle in a den till Spring was back. Ears perked up however as the woman spoke, both his ears and attention flicking back to her. She was asking about his homeland with an encouraging smile, well, from what his brain could register. Before he could form words with his dark lips however, she was moving away, a wave of her tail offering him to follow. Without trying to appear like a creep the man gave a gentle grunt signaling he was falling behind her, allowing the woman to lead the way while he thought of what to share with her without giving away too much information about himself.
”For the last year I have been something along the lines of a wanderer ” he began, head lifting to be aligned with his back, gazing to the sky. ”There were troubles and especially hardship in my birthplace, so after a particular incident me and a few childhood friends thought it was best for us to leave.” His tone had grown heavy with mention of his past. Times were difficult, many children around his age were put through harsh training to become brainwashed minions, and the women... the women's treatment was harsh, treated like breeding machines and beaten into submission. He was lucky enough to get out of there with his younger sister before she hit sexual maturity, but unfortunately it was too late for his litter-mate who would bear the scares the rest of her life.
"As you can tell by the change in my tone, I would prefer talking about my travels as a nomad rather than where I actually come from." He cleared his throat, coming alongside the woman momentarily with a faint smile. His travels were much preferred, for there were happier times with his friends and small family, free and able to as they pleased. "What about you Kavdaya, where do you come from?" He questioned curiously, chipping up a bit, his tail even begging to wag in a steady motion as the wind began to pick up and toss the flakes around. |