10-02-2009, 03:06 PM
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He was well aware that he was not exactly someone who “jumped off the page” when it came to trying to get into a pack. He wasn’t particularly strong, he didn’t think of himself as exactly intellectual, and he wasn’t skilled in anything except his own survival. But he was pretty sure that if he had told her that he had been the strongest in his old pack, the smartest, and had several skills that he’d never even thought of training into, he would be caught and thrown out for being a liar. Snake was honest, and he was young. Perhaps if he were several years older, he would have been stronger and smarter and skilled in a few things. For now, however, his only redeeming features were his earnestness and his age.
The young coyote felt the pressure that one feels when their direct future is in the hands of someone else—more specifically, someone that they had just met. He did not want to return to life on the road but, as the older woman managed to smile after a few moments, he realized he wouldn’t have to. When she said that he could say, he visibly calmed down—the rigidity in his shoulders vanished, and his face grew more serene. He looked at her (though not directly making eye contact) and bowed slightly at the waist. “Thank you, Kaena,” he said, hoping directly after he said it that calling leaders by their first names was permissible here. At least he could pledge ignorance if it weren’t. He looked at Hezekiah as well, giving him a very small smile. “Thank you as well, Hezekiah.”
He foresaw a long road ahead to prove himself amongst these coyotes, but he didn’t have any problem with that.