OOC:Oh good! I'm glad all is well! This [Song] was so playing in the background as I was writing. I shall now envision this playing for the remainder of this thread.
Never had the importance of a wolf’s life been conveyed to her like this. She could hardly withhold the shock from her face. And how easily he spoke… it was as though these knowledge was something that being knew. That the role of the wolf was respected and understood by all, save herself. Only ever told of her lacking worth, this new tale of things opened her eyes considerably.
In awe, the female sank to the earth, her head lowered and body hunched much like a pup would make themselves comfortable before a story. Her ears came forward, her eyes wide and searching. Her senses stretched, receiving all impressions to solidify this moment eternally in her mind. In truth, she had never believed to have mattered to anyone, not even her sire in the end of things. But to matter to one… to a completed stranger no less…
“Can you not tell me now?” she shuffled in place with anticipation, her attention fully captured and maintained by intrigue. How was she to take care of herself as a wanderer? The days of a nomad were never promised, but a gift. Each day, hour, minute was a contest against the great plan of their ancestors; to have them fall in line with a family and be a part of its graces. A shortened chance of survival was their penance for betraying the hope of their forbearers. And lest they smite her down in due time, she wanted to pass from the world not with the regret of not knowing, but the ease of having an answer. |