Blackfeather Woods We Finally Meet

Smiling, Cyn explained that she wanted to get to know Damien even when it had been a while since she joined the pack. Damien had never thought of it, but he really wasn't involved with his packmates at all. He was so involved with himself and his goals that he had never taken a minute to actually get to meet any of the pack members aside from his family, and that was a huge mistake for someone who expected to rule one day. He didn't realize that either, but he felt bad for not having even tried.

"Uh, yeah I guess we never really talked much..." said Damien, awkwardly swaying his tail and looking at Cyn still a little confused. Speaking had never been Damien's biggest strength, and it was worse when he was put under a stressful situation like actually engaging in an actual conversation with someone. But then he thought perhaps he didn't have to chat with her for now... Perhaps they needed another way to know eachother, a way both of them felt comfortable...

"So... You like spars...?" It was terribly awkward, but he asked anyway. There wouldn't be much talking, but certainly a lot of meeting each other through other means.