The Good That Won't Come Out

Saluce Tremblay · 01-10-2011, 10:41 PM

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It seemed as though Naryu and Saluce where almost kindred spirits because he wasn’t an idle conversation person. Only when he drank and he only did that very sparingly. So he was content to watch the two younger wolves have their merry exchange all the while he sat comfortably silent. He wanted to ask Gideon some questions hoping he’d be in good spirits to answer them in a friendly manner. Gift giving was a human tradition but he supposed her version of a birthday celebration sounded right. On their birthday they would hunt for others as a gift for their friends and a example of their rite of passage. Truthfully Nayru had surpassed his expectations and she didn’t need to prove anything else to him anymore.

He grabbed a piece of flesh with his teeth and then back to his seat to eat, not feeling much like expelling the energy to shift into a more fitting form to eat cooked meat. His nose didn’t pick up much in the way of spices and he was happy to realize that. Spices only took away from the flavor of the meat itself.

Her question made his ears perk up atop of his head, how old was he. It was a good question and he had to think about it. Finally he remembered his birth date and remembered that he had forgot it this year. He wasn’t as old as he felt, nor was he very much in reality their senior much anymore. As time would go on that gap wouldn’t be as big either.

“I’m Three years old, Birthday is in November” he replied quietly to them both, still unable to really add much to their conversation. But he would try.

“I see you figured out to shift back to four legs Gideon, Congratulations” he spoke in a manner slightly praising to him, knowing for a bit he had struggled with it.

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