05-26-2012, 03:01 PM
He crouched down by her, a large looming presence for the small wolf. Her ears flattened shyly, adjusting to his presence before they slowly straightened up again. Dalgina wasn't very comfortable around strangers, as intriguing as he was. A soft smile brightened her spirits, making her relax more with him. It was gradual for her, continuing to fuss over the moon. Finally satisfied that it looked rather like a moon, round with a rim, Dalgina turned it in her hands to focus on the sun, the more complicated part of the carving. It was just a sliver, small rays reaching out and flickering like fire as it peeked around from behind the moon that worked to cover it.
Dalgina had stopped working on the carving for the moment, unsure how to continue. The idea was there, a rough form carved out for her to fill in. Beyond that though she was unsure. Looking up Dalgina found herself staring into piercing blue eyes. They seemed to be so deep, making her feel like she was falling inside them. Dalgina. Her breath caught a little, trying to push away the feeling of discomfort he was giving her. There was so much of him, and so little of him. If she stayed in his presence, would she be swallowed up? No more Dalgina, just Vasiliy?
A silly thought, really. She nodded quietly, thumb running over the work. So he was new to the pack? Dalgina wouldn't have been surprised if he wasn't new. She didn't know many members after all. His voice was quiet, soft and husky. The accent surprised her a little, a beautiful sound that was so exotic. Dalgina liked that sound. Mutely she held it out, smiling shyly at him.
Dalgina had stopped working on the carving for the moment, unsure how to continue. The idea was there, a rough form carved out for her to fill in. Beyond that though she was unsure. Looking up Dalgina found herself staring into piercing blue eyes. They seemed to be so deep, making her feel like she was falling inside them. Dalgina. Her breath caught a little, trying to push away the feeling of discomfort he was giving her. There was so much of him, and so little of him. If she stayed in his presence, would she be swallowed up? No more Dalgina, just Vasiliy?
A silly thought, really. She nodded quietly, thumb running over the work. So he was new to the pack? Dalgina wouldn't have been surprised if he wasn't new. She didn't know many members after all. His voice was quiet, soft and husky. The accent surprised her a little, a beautiful sound that was so exotic. Dalgina liked that sound. Mutely she held it out, smiling shyly at him.