Oh boy, still pretty new here, just a little bit overwhelmed.
Word Count → 371
Coeus was still recovering from the change that had recently overcome his life. The activity was rather unlike he had never experienced, of course his days of a loner had been filled with the fauna of the forest, but nothing of this degree. Animals were far between in the woods, while Casa de Cavalieri was condensed. It made his cool head a little nervous as he glanced among the unfamiliar faces that were around him. He made sure that Becca was close by him, he wanted to keep her close until he knew that she would be well cared for. He would never abandon here in some stable, but he wanted to meet those that would hopefully become her friends.
When he came into the territory, he had heard he sounds of horses in the distance. It seemed that Becca would even have horse friends to relate to. He didn't know what her background was, when he was younger, the subject of his mother's past was so taboo. So in return, Becca's past remained off limits to him. Coeus turned his nose up to Becca and felt himself growing taller and leaner, his paws turning into hands as his body compensated for the growth of his limbs. A soft sound came from Becca and she nuzzled his broadening chest. The young optime caressed her dappled gray flank lovingly, glancing around almost helplessly. He was tired, she was tired and he was more confused than before. Just as a young wolf would do, he huffed and gave a slight pout to his lips. As he leaned on his gentle mare, he scoffed, "Let's find yourself someplace to sleep, eh? Yeah, I'm just as tired as you!"
Coeus enjoyed talking to her, believing that she understood him perfectly. At time, the look in her calm brown eyes communicated the answers to his questions. Sometimes he could even understand her, but he was anything but fluent. He knew many spoke low speech, but the thought of him mastering it seemed foreign and strange. His calloused hands rubbed together as his bright amber eyes searched once again, "Uh, can anyone direct me toward the stables?"
Code by the Mentors; photo courtesy to Astrid Walter
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