Exchange of the Heart

[Caillen Winters]

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ooc: sexy Libri table. om nom nom! <3 ideas on what they can find?

Sepirah had indeed stepped forward from the gloom of the den, but instead of passing by him as Caillen had expected, she'd stopped to give him one of those rare nuzzles. It was difficult to remain melancholy, what with her obvious attempt to lighten his spirits, and when the pretty jackal wagged her tail the slate wolfdog did likewise. He could feel the mists of delusion and pessimism already receding from his mind, just by the power of her touch. Feeling invigorated, the youth fell into step behind her as she moved away from the small dark hole.


Although she was notably smaller than he, Caillen found he had to move rather swiftly to keep up with her graceful pace. They walked in silence a while; Caillen would watch as her golden eyes drifted over him, then scanned the surrounding area almost cautiously. He wondered if she was watching for her pack-members - If the stories of her family were true, then it was hardly likely that they would approve of the young pair spending so much time in eachother's lonesome company. For the smallest of moments, Cai wondered if his own mother would approve of Sep; She valued such traits as the young jackal-lady had displayed, such as kindness and bravery. The thought of his mother was bittersweet, so he concentrated more fully on the path they were taking, hoping maybe to spot some distinctive landmarks for the next time he came through here.


Before long, they had stumbled on the edge of the city. Caillen trotted up to stand beside Sepirah, his sky-blue eyes lighter than before, and the beginnings of a familiar boyish smile tugging at his maw. The air was crisp and cool, filling him with energy. It was a good day to be with her.


At her words, blue optics returned to the pretty lady, watching her quietly. He had little to no knowledge of this place, or even what Sepirah herself might like as a gift from it. He'd never really given a girl a gift before, except for maybe flowers, which they all seemed to like. But the black jackal was different to most girls, and he knew that he couldn't just give her any old thing they found lying around. "Why don't we just have a scout around, see what we can find?" He suggested, accented tone lilting over the words. Perhaps he could come across an old jewelery store, and find something for her there. Lifting his large paws, the wolfdog jogged down into the streets, and smiled back at Sepirah. "First person tae reach tha' house over there wins!" He barked, waiting a moment for her before turning to run towards a nearby dwelling.