Communication's dead

Ahiga Nishant · 05-16-2012, 05:39 PM

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Word Count :: 403 :3 Ahiga can read Buck somewhat but other horses are a mystery to him

Isolation had led him to form a strange sort of friendship with the buckskin horse, not through true understanding but from a more delusional kind of thinking from the young Nishant and endless patience granted by the stallion; it was a strange companionship that worked mainly due to give and take, the lad providing the horse with food and in return Buck tolerated whatever Ahiga did to him, which often resulted in the stallion turning into a living art canvas and ending up covered in meaningless black swirls. With the lads expanding ability of low speech the bond between horse and wolf was beginning to slowly flourish, gradually morphing into a more real friendship and understanding between the two although such a thing was still far off, considering the pace that the boy was learning at.

Standing by the border he felt somewhat like a fool, wasting time and waiting for someone to respond to his call if they even bothered to that was. Fidgeting in place he turned his attention to re-arranging the cardinal feathers scattered throughout the stallions mane, plucking one free he pushed back Bucks fringe and threaded it through the horse's brow band, snorting with laughter at the resulting sight. Messing with the feathers removed some of the lads initial nerves but true relief did not come until a response resounded through the lands indicating that someone was coming; only that it wasn't someone that arrived but something. A strange horse.

Blinking in surprise he simply stared at the horse, not quite sure what it wanted or understanding it's presence along the borders and so he opted for silence, hugging close to Buck the only familiar thing he had to hide behind. Following the horse's arrival was that of a woman; still something he wasn't used to deal with, but a woman was easier to communicate with then a strange horse. “Um, hi. No trouble at all” he responded almost manually, saying the words he believe he was expected to say. “I was looking to speak with someone about potentially joining this pack? Name's Ahiga and this here's Buck, we recently left Aniwaya and are looking for a place to call home I guess?” he asked, inclining his head slightly, jumping straight to the point rather then going into some spruik and hoping the woman would be capable enough of finding someone for him to speak with about joining.

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