03-06-2012, 04:13 PM
Merlin twitched his head slightly to the side upon hearing the female's harsh words. She sounded distressed, probably because of previous events, but it didn't make Merlin doubt her. He'd been in rough times and although he'd deny it, company was the best cure.
He stepped back, after seeing the female’s reaction to his approach; she must be of a timid nature. His ears perked up, hearing that the female was looking for food. "Food?" Merlin asked smiling, and reached into his pack to reveal cloth-wrapped meat chunk. "It isn't much, but I haven't recently hunted." He said and slowly passed to meat towards the female.
He knew how it felt to be feeling no trust in anyone; Merlin had experienced it after his childhood escape. He felt like he couldn't talk to anyone, nor rely on anyone. But after sometime, he got used to company and others, and although he would never think of joining a pack, even after spending time receiving help from one, he always felt like everyone deserved trust.
Merlin hoped this female would be able to accept help. He knew she probably wouldn't turn violent, considering he was quite large compared to her. Not that Merlin would fight her back if she did turn violent, she already looked damaged enough, and Merlin didn't want to add injuries to her.
Merlin smirked, seeing the female’s tense muscles and flattened ears, "Don't worry," He said softly, "I'm not one to not trust." He smiled with both sympathy and respect, one for thinking of all the pain this she-wolf must have gone through to be so tense, and the other for respecting her caution.
He shook his head slightly, "Those marks don't look fine "
He stepped back, after seeing the female’s reaction to his approach; she must be of a timid nature. His ears perked up, hearing that the female was looking for food. "Food?" Merlin asked smiling, and reached into his pack to reveal cloth-wrapped meat chunk. "It isn't much, but I haven't recently hunted." He said and slowly passed to meat towards the female.
He knew how it felt to be feeling no trust in anyone; Merlin had experienced it after his childhood escape. He felt like he couldn't talk to anyone, nor rely on anyone. But after sometime, he got used to company and others, and although he would never think of joining a pack, even after spending time receiving help from one, he always felt like everyone deserved trust.
Merlin hoped this female would be able to accept help. He knew she probably wouldn't turn violent, considering he was quite large compared to her. Not that Merlin would fight her back if she did turn violent, she already looked damaged enough, and Merlin didn't want to add injuries to her.
Merlin smirked, seeing the female’s tense muscles and flattened ears, "Don't worry," He said softly, "I'm not one to not trust." He smiled with both sympathy and respect, one for thinking of all the pain this she-wolf must have gone through to be so tense, and the other for respecting her caution.
He shook his head slightly, "Those marks don't look fine "