Now my feet won't touch the ground

Kase Hayashi · 05-04-2011, 05:04 AM

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Out of Character

Coding by Sie.

Alaki and his relationship with Jay now officially remind me of Sam from the Wolves of Mercy Falls series.

In Character

It was a bad idea, very bad idea coming in here. He was a nervous wreck now, well he was usually one, anyways, but this feeling was different. It was the feeling of intrusion, a feeling of being unwanted and both were something he'd likely have to grow use to in this new world. His eyes were now down casted going over the patterns in the natural floor and soon he could feel eyes burning into him, but he dare not look up only focusing more on the floor. It was a very bad idea indeed.

Despite his best to give a submissive appearance his ears flicked forward hearing the ever soft rustling of blankets and then the louder sounds of feet coming to a stance. Look up, look up. Not moving his head he moved his sight up looking at the stranger now avoiding eye contact, though, of course. He focused on his nose until he spoke watching each word form on his lips as they dripped out. Everything negative was present in his tone, as if he wasn't sorry enough the wolf had to have this tone of voice.

He had to apologize and leave, apologize and go hide in his room or store away with the horses. Something other than bothering the poor fellow. As he finally found the right words and started working together sentences the male spoke again, tone vastly different now. Shock, surprise, all of those words laced his voice and the thudding of feet made him look up coming gaze to gaze with the wolf. Him looking up and Kase looking down unaware of the man's staring at his ear. Saying another word he raised his hand and this trigged the giant to flinch, but as sudden a she raised his hand the other male stepped back.

What was this guy doing? Speaking "can't be's" and "impossible's," can't be what? Impossible what? This was confusing! The man changed emotions in a blink of an eye, no it was quicker than that, but at least he looked at wake now? Whether he was awake or not should have been the last thing on his mind. Then the question came, you, who the hell is your father? What did that have to do with any thing? Why did he care who his father was? A faint a idea bubbled up, but it couldn't have been. It would have been too hauntingly weird if he was here, of all places.

"Jay, was his name."

Who knew that bubble would be right.

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