Silvertip Mountain A home built of stone.
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It was easier than Jinx realized to fool Njal. He was under the impression that the white woman was a trustworthy individual. An honourable, loyal creature dedicated to their shared family at the creek. As nervous as she may have been internally, Njal was not keen enough to catch upon it. Her answers satisfied him and he was not about to doubt them, not when she was his superior; the nature of the wolf pack made this play in her favour. The man showed little recognition for her first few comments, only nosing around in the dirt along the path and creeping his investigation along the trees; following a trunk, one which had a few errant white hairs clinging to it. They tugged in the breeze, but the man was oblivious.

He perked up instantly when Tuwawi was mentioned - head lifting from the soil and posture assuming a very direct attentive figure. They had spoken very little about where Tuwawi had hailed from prior to joining the creek; he had actually assumed she had been wandering - romanticising the situation somewhat with elaborate imaginings where Tuwawi was hot upon his heels, seeking him out like a meteor. It made sense that she would have some knowledge about the packs in this area - she had held a plethora of scents upon her when he had found her.

"This is the farthest west I have come in the wilds," Njal admitted, whether his company wished to listen to him or not. He was also oblivious to Jinx's exasperation. "It is a wonder that there aren't more groups settling in prime locations such as this." He thought aloud, while plodding along through the forest and it's debris. "It is too bad about your friend. Perhaps if you can find them, they can be wooed to the creek?"

Well, it was only an idea. A light smile crept upon his face at this thought, believing it to be quite a good idea indeed. This idle chatting was not something he was accustomed to though, as was evident by.. Well, everything about his attempts to communicate. Njal's voice lulled and he turned again, this time to once again face Jinx and level a pleasant expression upon her. "I must return to the creek but I can linger if you would like company in your exploration."

Messages In This Thread
A home built of stone. - by RIP Njal - April 07, 2014, 02:32 AM
RE: A home built of stone. - by Jinx - April 07, 2014, 01:13 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by RIP Njal - April 07, 2014, 01:26 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by Jinx - April 07, 2014, 02:03 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by RIP Njal - April 07, 2014, 02:34 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by Jinx - April 11, 2014, 11:38 AM
RE: A home built of stone. - by RIP Njal - April 11, 2014, 12:00 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by Jinx - April 11, 2014, 12:43 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by RIP Njal - April 11, 2014, 01:46 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by Jinx - April 11, 2014, 02:09 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by RIP Njal - April 11, 2014, 02:19 PM
RE: A home built of stone. - by Jinx - April 13, 2014, 01:48 PM