01-20-2009, 10:49 PM
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Sorry this is so short! Ril’o was quiet and attentive as Cercelee retold her story. The past meant nothing anymore, it was over and done with, but the present meant everything to the Rosea and Ril’o was in the here and now. He did not interrupt or judge or ask too many questions, though Cercelee was not opposed to answering them. The golden male was actively listening and Cercelee could not be more pleased. What’s more Cercelee was not one to pry into other’s pasts, she would and did ask general questions, but only with the oldest and closest of friends did she ask for details the others might be hesitant to give. Yet Ril’o so gently and willingly offered it to her. The Dahlian female could sense that it was not something Ril’o routinely divulged and it pleased her to feel as if he had so quickly given her his trust, they had not known each other for even a full day yet. “I would love to hear anything you’d like to tell me Ril’o.” Cercelee spoke gently, sincerely. Perhaps, if said by others, it might not be truthful, the wish to be privy to other’s lives. Often others were only interested in themselves, but Cercelee was utterly devoted to her pack mates and above all her friends, both of which Ril’o was not counted as. |