Wapun Meadow One day I may be fine, but not today

I'm terribly sorry for being so late with this.

While the shadow's mind was damaged, he knew the approach of a stranger when one came along. Sorin shot to his paws, lip curling into the beginnings of a snarl. When he caught sight of her however, the ragged man forced himself to calm down. Her demeanor certainly wasn't threatening, rather it seemed like she was a peaceful sort. His snarl died away, replaced by his typical stoicness. 

"Sorry," he said in a tone which was slightly ragged and full of neutrality. "I'm just...a little on edge right now," His lusterless eyes tried to discern what he could from her own. He found little besides someone who was young in the world. 

"Names Sorin," he said lowly, painfully aware of how similar his first words to this stranger were to those Liri had first spoken to him.