07-20-2010, 09:12 PM
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After war, it was hard for him to figure out what to do. So, when the call came for him, he wasn’t really doing anything. He had been in the northern part of the territory, in the foothills of the mountains, looking around. A summons wasn’t really what he had expected, but he did not question it—the blond coyote immediately set off for where it had come from. Somewhere in the Demense, he guessed. Snake was not exactly the swiftest coyote to ever walk the earth, so he took a little bit of time to get there. When he did, however, it was a group of wolves who set his mind buzzing. Gabriel, Kaena, and Lucia. Originally he was afraid that they had caught her trespassing and there was something to be paid (which was partially true), but the energy amongst the assembled canines wasn’t apprehensive enough for that.
Must be something else. The Hydra slowed to a walk as he approached, dipping his head politely to the leaders of the clan as he glanced over to Lucia. Her expression was easy enough to read; she was happy about something. He supposed he should feel better about this, too, so he tried to lighten up—though you can only make lead shine so much. Smiling was usually not in his repertoire, and it was not within his ken now. But he managed to look… a little less serious than usual.
Social things were never his strong point—he wasn’t sure where to stand, so he stood a neutral distance away from everyone. “Hello Kaena, Gabriel, Lucia,” he said in his usual flat tone, and his green gaze kept flickering between them, always trying to pick up information, gauge expressions. “What’s going on?”
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After war, it was hard for him to figure out what to do. So, when the call came for him, he wasn’t really doing anything. He had been in the northern part of the territory, in the foothills of the mountains, looking around. A summons wasn’t really what he had expected, but he did not question it—the blond coyote immediately set off for where it had come from. Somewhere in the Demense, he guessed. Snake was not exactly the swiftest coyote to ever walk the earth, so he took a little bit of time to get there. When he did, however, it was a group of wolves who set his mind buzzing. Gabriel, Kaena, and Lucia. Originally he was afraid that they had caught her trespassing and there was something to be paid (which was partially true), but the energy amongst the assembled canines wasn’t apprehensive enough for that.
Must be something else. The Hydra slowed to a walk as he approached, dipping his head politely to the leaders of the clan as he glanced over to Lucia. Her expression was easy enough to read; she was happy about something. He supposed he should feel better about this, too, so he tried to lighten up—though you can only make lead shine so much. Smiling was usually not in his repertoire, and it was not within his ken now. But he managed to look… a little less serious than usual.
Social things were never his strong point—he wasn’t sure where to stand, so he stood a neutral distance away from everyone. “Hello Kaena, Gabriel, Lucia,” he said in his usual flat tone, and his green gaze kept flickering between them, always trying to pick up information, gauge expressions. “What’s going on?”