it is best to avoid the beginnings of evil

Harlowe D'Angelo · 04-27-2010, 04:04 AM

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The pale-furred canine's question was not answered, and the silence stretched between them for a few moments, Harlowe's fidgeting and shifting of his weight resuming as his mind began to wander, frantically considering if he'd said the wrong thing again. Had he made Larkspur angry? He didn't want to have to go again; there were so many questions he had that needed to be answered. He didn't dare speak again, though, and his olive-colored eyes never moved from Larkspur's face. He snapped back to attention as the other man finally began to move, something strange and twisted coming over his face—at once Harlowe shrank back, his chocolate-dusted ears folding back against his head. There was a solid wall of rage on the man's face, and strange words erupted from his mouth, causing the tawny-furred youth to jump, shrinking against the ground almost flat on his belly. The words were strange and powerful, and though they scared him to death, there was something almost alluring about them at the same time. The words faded and the anger drained slowly from the dark-furred wolf's face, but Harlowe made no move forward; he remained where he was. Fear and fascination both lurked in his dark-tinted features, but he didn't speak—what was there to say? He didn't know what Larkspur said, but he didn't think it was particularly friendly or happy, and the disappointment, the belief that he'd messed up yet again, flooded through him, keeping his ears folded back against his skull, remaining motionless where he was. The tawny-furred youth scarcely breathed; he simply waited, jade-colored eyes still focused on Larkspur.

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