Don't Blame the Moon

Levent Kartal · 01-29-2012, 07:52 PM

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Word Count :: 364 Oh my gosh almost done with SoSu. D<

The taller male smiled and complimented the horse’s name, which caused Levent to want to simply throw his arms around the Romani man in gratitude. It was a small gesture, showing such kindness to the horse in the gentle petting of his muzzle, but the care of animals was an important factor in how the Turkish merchant saw others. Someone could appear to be a murderer, a cheat, but if they had the same soft spot for the so-called lower creatures that Lev had, he could overlook anything else about them. For one who had no kin other than his parents, one dead and one far off in London, a fellow animal lover in this forgetful world might as well have shared blood with him as far as he was concerned.

Pale blue eyes followed the other’s gesture toward the distant spots of light in the distance, campfires for the caravan the silvery-reddish man had left. It looked like it would take a while to reach the gypsies, but at least it was still visible on the horizon.

After he had comforted the gelding, he looked up again to notice that the other man was glancing oddly at him. Dark ears tilted down into the mess of his hair, but when the question was asked, the short brown wolf merely turned back to Umut. Stroking his cheek gently, he let his tongue fall into the equine low speech and tried to gauge how the animal would hold up. Ears still drooping with exhaustion, the sooty bay snorted, resigned, then bobbed its head in the affirmative gesture it had learned from watching the luperci.

“Evet, I think so,” Levent said, glancing back at the tall Ethiopian wolf. He hoped so, truly, or that if he did fall, they would be fast enough to help him.

He grinned and nodded as the man introduced himself as Drakien, the grin fading only slightly in puzzlement as the other mentioned a “Baba.” The word meant “father” in Turkish, and so he could only make that assumption, though he had no comment other than a nod and a humble lowering of his ears. “Teşekkür ederim; we are grateful, really.”

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