sosuwrimo: 517 words.
I guess Ezra will just pretend Jazper didn’t hear him when he said his name before :p
Ezra’s newfound impatience with strangers was definitely a habit he needed to grow out of. Most people in this area were good, friendly creatures that were always willing to help out a stranger in need but recently Ezra had forgotten that. His situation was abnormal, a freak event that caused Ezra tremendous pain. His shoulder and neck had healed fully now, but he still couldn’t help but have a rush of anger every time he looked over to his right side. It wasn’t a healthy mentality to have, he knew. He was still uncomfortable around this new stranger, despite his friendly disposition. He had to be wary against anyone he didn’t know well. It was just his nature and he couldn’t help it. Maybe someday he would forget it, but for now, his unfriendliness was here to stay.
The startlingly big stranger in front of him started listing off a lot of his packmates, and Ezra was suddenly overflowing with embarrassment. Ezra only knew these specific packmates by name, except for when the black male mentioned king Vigilante. This didn’t help his irritation that Ezra knew virtually no one in his area. “Yes, all of them live in the Court with me, though I haven’t met many of them,” he said quietly, still irritated with himself and his lack of knowledge about his home. “I don’t really know that many people in the Court, I’m afraid. I got involved with a girl, and, well, she takes up all my time now.” he said that happily, almost joking. Ezra could still feel the tension between them, but was doing his best to get rid of it. It was clear Jazper wasn’t going to hurt him, he was only looking to help
Ezra listened intently to the strangers story about the bear. “I’m sorry to hear that. I got into a fight recently as well,” he motioned to the long, claw-shaped scar on his shoulder. “Apparently it was either, convert to being a werewolf or die, talk about segregation,” he said, trying his best to hide his anger. “I’m sure your pups will understand. How many do you have?” Ezra didn’t want to talk about puppies of any sort, mostly because the idea of him and Ever having pups was definitely a topic Ezra has tried to avoid for a long time now. It’s not that he didn’t want them, but the idea still freaked him out. He didn’t think he was ready to be a father. Maybe sometime later, but definitely not now. Perhaps talking to Vigilante would help his nerves, or even this stranger maybe.
“I’m Ezra,” he said again, assuming the other male didn’t hear him before, or simply forgot when he mentioned the Court. “My mate and I are building a house so I’ve been looking for supplies, but those pictures caught my eye. I was curious to see what a human family looked like.” The male sighed, ignoring the throbbing pain in his shoulder. Maybe this male would be a benefit to him somehow, even if it was just for a friendly chat.
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