Reflection

Wayne McCoy · 02-03-2012, 01:49 PM

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but our hearts will need us to be steady and strong

so we can stand and face the fire

burning higher and higher

Word Count → 305 :: Yay end of post assuming they fish and chat and shizz. :3

Pride blossomed in the collie woman, an emotion that the male wholeheartedly recognized. He brightened up the same way when someone spoke about his horses. Smiling faintly, he listened to her explanation about the ship, amazed that luperci had managed to design and build something like that from scratch—didn’t sound like a lil’ old fishin’ boat. He chuckled at her amendment and gestures, holding up his own hand as if to swear he wouldn’t bring up the Meria Lea III’s predecessors.

Drawing up one of his knees and resting his fishing hand across it, Wayne looked over at the older Ichikan as she tossed her own line out and answered his question. There were few details for him to mull over, so he only nodded politely, his brown eyes flicking out across the river and the snow-dusted trees beyond. Had he been a more talkative canine, he might have pried more, but the reticent cowboy wasn’t one for pushing a conversation further than it needed to go.

“My friend and I came in August,” the Labrador mix said, but his voice softened then dropped into silence at thought of Dixie, which had prompted him to leave Casa di Cavalieri territory in the first place. “We came from down south—’round Texas. Only recently settled in the pack though.” He frowned, knowing that delving into any more details would bring up his storm of emotions for the petite woman.

Luckily, a distraction came in the form of a tug on his finger, and Wayne yelped before jerking his wrist. Too off-guard and clumsy to reel it in properly, he crawled forward to grab the flopping creature that he managed to haul in close. The fur of his arm dripping, he glanced at the fish in surprise then chuckled, hoisting it up to show to Neela.

Wayne McCoy

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