Yvette smiled slightly up at the man, her shyness fading away as the man continued to talk and her father seemed to relax. He did relax, though his shoulders were sill taut but the rest of him certainly seemed calmer with an adult to talk to and reason with. And he seemed pretty reasonable. As the conversation went on for a bit, the golden pup moved from behind her father's legs and stared up at the brown canine. She was not used to too many canines and the voyage to Freetown had been the same handful of men and women for weeks. Freetown had been a smack to her senses, as their brief stint in London had been. "Soft like a cloud soft?" she babbled suddenly, tongue lolling. Gale chuckled at her and sighed at the innocence of youth. Well, almost all youth, he thought, remembering Sura's strangely twisted words. Her tail flicked slightly in a mock wag as she listened to the two adults talk.
Gale nodded at the man's idea, figuring they would have to have been made recently. The people at Freetown seemed fairly certain that these packs had not been here so they had clearly not made any routes through the area recently. The pack scents here seemed fresh, as far as Gale could understand. "Yes, seems like it," he said with his heavily accented voice, giving his words a hard to decipher quality. "Thank you," he said, with evident relief in the man's allowance and generosity. It did not seem like he was someone in charge but it was good nonetheless. Yvette scrunched up her face at the man's suggestion they would see the other puppy again. She would not mind playing with her, but her daddy seemed to dislike her for some reason. "Meybe.." Better not upset daddy.
"We're going to see what's on the other side." He had not meant it to seem like a joke, for he had a rather poor sense of humor. He had gotten so used to the men laughing at home, and their jokes of cruelty designed to sting the ego. "Find a home for us two." Gold and white fingers touched the silver cross hanging around his neck as he grabbed his spear and the lion skin cloak and slung it over his shoulders. Gale's eyes roamed to behind the other man, wondering what kind of place he would find here. "Can you tell me something about this place?"
Images credited to Jason Pier. Table style inspired by Kitty.
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