WC:571+ - OOC blah would go here
The silver male wasn’t one to try to start a fight, it just was not who he was. He was very mellow in nature and with that mellowness in mind he was loyal and protective of his friends and family. Once he had it in his mind that someone was one that he could trust then he would do every thin in his own personal power to protect them and bring them happiness. The coyote was quickly becoming someone that the silver male was learning he could trust. Coyote, or not. ”Aye. Miss. I will w..w..where the roads take me.”
His mother had drilled one thing into his head as a child, and that was never, ever, ever trust a coyote! The silver male never fully understood why, and it was not within him to not at least give every being affair shot at proving friendship. To the silver Sawtooth male it didn’t matter if they where a coyote or even a frog, it was all fair in his eyes. He just asked for the same respect back as he would give to them. Was not hard, but sometimes even wolves had a hard time with it.
Watching the pup the silver male figured she just wanted to get out and run and play. Not that he could blame the child, at her age he had learned the fun of going though his mother’s things and stringing them all though out the room, and the trying to blame it on one of his brothers. It might not have always worked…but it was fun watching his brothers getting scolded, he was a wicked pup. The male wolf gave the coyote pup a nod of his head.
The male gave a nod watching the mother fight to keep her child close to her in the warmth of her cloak and her body heat, but to the half blind pack wolf it was clear that the child had quite another plan in mind.”I l..l..love this place…” The silver male knew why and it was just for a foolish stupid reason. ”My family is f..f..from this area.” It was hard to believe that not that very long ago his mother and father ran free in these lands. The drugs that tainted his father did not affect the love that they had for each other.
The silver male looked to the child as he put a finger up to his lips and made the “shhh” sound.”Listen you m..m..might be able to hear a c..c..coyote from the past calling to you.” The male wasn’t sure if the myth of the lands was true, it was just far to un-logically. The male listened to what she had said about the weather and the temperature. The male nodded, while watching her struggle so elegantly with the child. ”I’m sure y..y..your a great mom Miss. Aeron.” The male added to her confession truthfully. Though, the male had never really been around her other then now with any children near her.
”Miss. Aeron. The h..h..human use to believe that if the m..m..m..mother would h..h..hold a child s..s..skin to skin that i..i..it would warm the c..c..child quicker than a..a..anything else. Believed it w..w..was called Kangaroo c..c.care.” The only real reason he said anything to her was so that her and the child could meet on an even ground and maybe the child could play while the two talked about..well whatever came about.
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