There were a few moments of silence when both silver wolves seemed to be thinking about something. Fayne glanced up at Noah from under her brow with curious eyes. Though Luperci scared her to degree, she had no other choice than to give them a chance. After all, she was one now. Even if she tried her hardest not to shift at all, there were always those days were it was unavoidable and she felt herself wanting to shift. It was strange. Fayne's eyes locked on Noah, she was in a trance. Thinking about all these things. Thinking about this land, this wonderful pack, and this incredibly charming brute that she'd stumbled upon in the forest. A smile creased her lips and it was directed right at him, replacing the seriousness that captured her soft features before. She saw a life here, her future. A future where she would bear children and have a mate, the perfect life for a wolf. The silver she-wolf's tail began to sway behind her as she smiled at Noah.
She averted her gaze back to the ground, but it was only recaptured by the male when he let out a soft whine. A very small sound for one so big and strong. It brought a puzzling look on her face. What was he thinking about? She was starting to worry about him a little, why was he acting so strange? "Noah? Are you al-" She was cut off by the silver heathen as he leaned in to place his nose so that it was touching hers. It startled her a little, bringing a small gasp from her, eyes wide for a moment. But slowly her tail began to wag and a bright smile fell on her face. She nudged him back and placed a small lick on his chin. She was liking him more and more. Strange, that the two only met moments ago. She really didn't know what to say to him...what was going on here? She'd never been shown such affections by a male wolf. Though, she didn't mind it one bit.
Finally, after several moments, the silver heathen answered her question. He seemed hesitant to tell her, fumbling his words at the beginning. The idea that wolves chose to walk on two legs and live that way was so strange. She almost couldn't grasp concept. Hunting, fishing, and gardening? What was gardening? Fayne tilted her head looking at him with the same puzzled eyes as before, she was trying so hard to understand. "What's garden? I've never heard that word before."" She was thinking it might be something evil. Like a fighting tactic or a weapon. She pulled her ears back as she waited for an explanation, almost frightened to hear his response.
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