03-25-2009, 10:16 AM
What was that? Most of Sankor's words didn't matter, Brennt knew. Most words weren't spoken for import, but for pretty sounds or misdirection. Nonetheless, what the new wolf had said did interest him greatly. The first part sounded like a dismissal of Brennt's reason, possibly an insult, or maybe a normal disagreement that wasn't an insult. But the second part, that sounded very important.
"Lovely ladies like to look at blue lakes?" His tone, slow and dumb as was usual, was colored unusually with curious interest, which, for a moment at least, made him sound a few shades above his usual dimness. The question was out before he'd had to think it through, or to think through how he would look asking a question which might be something everyone knew. After a moment of angry shame, he pressed on through the next thought. No, not blue...
"Girls like pretty things...the lake is blue and pretty." He said these last things slightly faster than usual, speaking as soon as the thoughts came to his mind. Even when pumping on all cylinders, he still seemed like a tractor plodding down the highway compared to Sankor or most other wolves, but it was still a sight better than normal for him.
"So girls like the lake?" he asked cautiously, seeking affirmation from his new friend, for Brennt liked this wolf if what he said was the truth.
"Lovely ladies like to look at blue lakes?" His tone, slow and dumb as was usual, was colored unusually with curious interest, which, for a moment at least, made him sound a few shades above his usual dimness. The question was out before he'd had to think it through, or to think through how he would look asking a question which might be something everyone knew. After a moment of angry shame, he pressed on through the next thought. No, not blue...
"Girls like pretty things...the lake is blue and pretty." He said these last things slightly faster than usual, speaking as soon as the thoughts came to his mind. Even when pumping on all cylinders, he still seemed like a tractor plodding down the highway compared to Sankor or most other wolves, but it was still a sight better than normal for him.
"So girls like the lake?" he asked cautiously, seeking affirmation from his new friend, for Brennt liked this wolf if what he said was the truth.