He saw the man's brows furrow, and he wondered if he hadn't been quite subtle enough. He would have to work on that. This one was smarter than others he had come across. Twitching his tail, he put on a face of what others would call sorrow and aggravation, his ears dropping, his tail stilling against the snow. Making his voice tired, he paused as if he were contemplating telling, then spoke.
My...wife. We had a huge fight back home, and she had left in a snow storm. I found her once, but she wouldn't come back, said she needed time, so I dropped back and let her have her space, but I followed her scent here. To keep an eye on her..For protection, of course.
He huffed softly and shook his head as he shuffled his feet slightly. Inside, his black heart squeezed with anticipation. He had told the truth, but as always, he had twisted it. 'Some time'. She had said forever, but it wasn't much different. I know she won't like it when she finds out. She thinks she's strong, but she's...delicate...weak. I'm concerned about her.
An almost concerned tone came into his voice. His mind thought quickly. This is what he would say if he actually cared...right? Looking up, he gave him a lopsided tired smile.
As the wolf began to speak again, the wolf almost grinned, but kept his countenance as it was. Nodding at the statement, he sighed heavily as he spoke again. I should have. I was being...clingy to begin with. That is what started the fight. But I didn't want her to get hurt...in her state.
His dark body almost shuddered with amusement, the lie he told filling him with delight, hoping it would cause a small rift if he asked who it was.
And ask he did. The beast didn't dare raise his head for a moment, as his eyes glinted with a twisted glee. Taking a deep breath, he looked straight into his eyes, a sense of innocence and concern replacing the dark joy. Her name is Onyx. Onyx Moralez. Have you met her?
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At the words, whether they were truth or lies, his heart tightened, as though it was being squeezed by coiling snakes with venemous scales. Now, this couldn't be Onyx... right? She wasn't carrying pups. For a brief second the reptiles loosened their grip but then came the description of this mystery, runaway woman and back came the snakes with forked tongues that flicked against his chest at each thrum.
Mawk tensed, but made no visible action that would suggest this for one would have to possess a remarkable sense of sight to be able to spot the tiny movement. "I see." No, if this man was playing then the Delta would not allow him the satisfaction of seeing him gripped with concern. "I will keep an eye out for her, and let you know if there is any sign, when and if I see you again."
With that, he would take his leave. He wished not to stay around here any longer, and so he rose from his haunches steadily. The man glanced at Lonzo, dipping his head in a farewell before turning to pad slowly through the snow and into the cover of the trees.