The regal listened quietly as the kid spoke, absorbing all the details she was giving him. Apparently the leader was someone named Mara, judging by her name, she was probably a female. Now, back in the days with his old natal pack, females were not leaders. Males did all the dominant stuff, the leading, the making decision and performed more physical tasks. If Wyeth had gone straight from Bugloss Bend to Teekon Wilds, he would have thought the same and disagreed when females were Alphas, but he hadn't. He'd taken the long way around and knew from experience that the other gender could be as good as leading as his own. So, he made no objections.
The next part was about them being in some place called Whitewater Gorge, near the Spine. The Spine, eh? Didn't know what it was, but it might be a vital piece of information. The cinnamon male did not interrupt, though, instead listened and waited until she was over. Apparently Whitefish River runs through the gorge and it had a lot of prey, there were also caves in the gorges where they could make their dens. Wyeth preferred to be near open air, to be beside the sea, on the beach and sleep with the stars overhead, with the calm sound of the waves crashing against the shore to lure him to bed. But the sea was probably far away and this place sounded good, he couldn't possibly live by the sea forever, the wanderlust in him was great, and the sea wolf was sure he could get use to cave living.
Next she said her name, and immediately his brow creased. Who the fuck named their kid Runt? "Sounds like a great place to live, I'll like to be one of the founding members, but do you mind telling me about what this 'Spine' is? It sounds important. Got anything to do with the finding of the pack?" Lots of packs were founded because of stuff that happened in their previous pack, if there was any history, Wyeth needed to know. "Who names their kid Runt? Thats offensive. I take it you didn't have good parents." Seriously, his own family was not like that. He offered Runt a smile, "Lots of wolves call me Tigerheart. Apparently its cause I have the fighting skills and grace of one, also because of the many colors of my pelt. The heart part's supposed to say that although I'm good fighter and stuff, I ain't cruel and merciless or something along those lines." The regal laughed. "My name's Wyeth, Wyeth Innisfree. But feel free to call me both names, Tigerheart and Wyeth are both fine."
The next part was about them being in some place called Whitewater Gorge, near the Spine. The Spine, eh? Didn't know what it was, but it might be a vital piece of information. The cinnamon male did not interrupt, though, instead listened and waited until she was over. Apparently Whitefish River runs through the gorge and it had a lot of prey, there were also caves in the gorges where they could make their dens. Wyeth preferred to be near open air, to be beside the sea, on the beach and sleep with the stars overhead, with the calm sound of the waves crashing against the shore to lure him to bed. But the sea was probably far away and this place sounded good, he couldn't possibly live by the sea forever, the wanderlust in him was great, and the sea wolf was sure he could get use to cave living.
Next she said her name, and immediately his brow creased. Who the fuck named their kid Runt? "Sounds like a great place to live, I'll like to be one of the founding members, but do you mind telling me about what this 'Spine' is? It sounds important. Got anything to do with the finding of the pack?" Lots of packs were founded because of stuff that happened in their previous pack, if there was any history, Wyeth needed to know. "Who names their kid Runt? Thats offensive. I take it you didn't have good parents." Seriously, his own family was not like that. He offered Runt a smile, "Lots of wolves call me Tigerheart. Apparently its cause I have the fighting skills and grace of one, also because of the many colors of my pelt. The heart part's supposed to say that although I'm good fighter and stuff, I ain't cruel and merciless or something along those lines." The regal laughed. "My name's Wyeth, Wyeth Innisfree. But feel free to call me both names, Tigerheart and Wyeth are both fine."
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too weary of life and deceptions - by Runt - January 02, 2015, 10:08 AM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Wyeth - January 02, 2015, 10:51 PM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Runt - January 02, 2015, 11:08 PM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Wyeth - January 02, 2015, 11:39 PM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Runt - January 02, 2015, 11:50 PM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Wyeth - January 03, 2015, 12:02 AM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Runt - January 03, 2015, 12:19 AM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Wyeth - January 03, 2015, 12:38 AM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Runt - January 03, 2015, 01:11 AM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Wyeth - January 03, 2015, 01:33 AM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Runt - January 03, 2015, 02:25 AM
RE: too weary of life and deceptions - by Wyeth - January 03, 2015, 02:37 AM