12-20-2008, 05:41 PM
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The man made no snide remarks, said nothing cruel, and didn't make any fast actions that would have spurred Salem into turning around and running away. He wasn't about to let himself get chucked into that lake a second time if he could help it! Eyeing him uneasily as he sat back, the dark-haired D'Angelo traced the outline of his figure, lingering over the missing limb for a moment before shuddering with the chilling wind that came over him. And then he introduced himself—a name that didn't mean anything at all to him but should have—and said that he knew Naniko.
That didn't make things all peachy, but it did get Salem to take a couple of careful steps towards the larger wolf. His little nose quivered as he tried to smell him from such a distance, trying to determine whether or not what he said was true. But Salem couldn't tell whether or not he was telling the truth, because he was simply too far away and under the impression that like his mothers could smell lies out of his siblings that he could as well. Peering curiously upward, he debated his next course of action. He considered opening his mouth and asking him something, but didn't. He didn't know what to ask him, not really sure what kind of question he was supposed to ask. It didn't help that he was shy, either.
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That didn't make things all peachy, but it did get Salem to take a couple of careful steps towards the larger wolf. His little nose quivered as he tried to smell him from such a distance, trying to determine whether or not what he said was true. But Salem couldn't tell whether or not he was telling the truth, because he was simply too far away and under the impression that like his mothers could smell lies out of his siblings that he could as well. Peering curiously upward, he debated his next course of action. He considered opening his mouth and asking him something, but didn't. He didn't know what to ask him, not really sure what kind of question he was supposed to ask. It didn't help that he was shy, either.