Shuffling around upon the spot he waited with great impatience, growing quickly bored the idea to run, leave and go elsewhere began to grow more and more tempting; not that the idea to simply up and leave hadn't occurred to him before that moment, the option had always been there, he could go to Ayasha even if they weren't on the best of terms currently, become a loner or seek out the unknown packs. If he really wanted to he knew he could simply disappear and cut all ties to the red hair male and the fact he stood there waiting for his uncle, who wasn't really his uncle any more, spoke more then anything. Exactly when he'd decided to let Strel back into his life was kinda vague, perhaps when he and the male had last argued upon Cavalier borders or somewhere along his travels to his uncles pack, maybe even earlier.
He was there now and no longer could he lie to himself that in a small corner within himself he was glad that someone hadn't given up on him, that someone was reaching out to him finally. From the lads apprehension Damini grew restless, fidgeting around and not willing to settle down which was never a good sign, the mare was a tyrant at times and easily distressed which was why he rarely took her out or did much with her aside from looking after her. Under the right guidance her behaviour issues may have been worked out, allowing for her to be ridden or have some purpose but the boy didn't see it necessary, the mare was as she was and he wasn't particularly inclined to change her any time soon.
Grasping Damini's reigns a fraction tighter he stared out into the foreign lands, willing his uncle to hurry from wherever he was. Relief filling him at the familiar figure that made his way towards the lad and horses in due time, his grip upon the mare's reigns relaxed a small amount as he she her a cautious look before turning his attention fully upon Strel, frowning instantly at the male's words. “I can leave now if that's what you want?” his voice came out clipped, sharp with the offence he had taken from the others accusation. “As much as i'd love to spite you, i've heard it's bad to make the elderly wonder around and worry much” a dry laugh accompanied his words, the young Nishant quickly questioning why exactly he had decided to … agree to live with this man.
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