The luperci took note of the man's expression as he politely took his notepad back from him; it looked as if he were trying to cover up sadness. Edgar usually picked up on emotions very easily, having no sound to distract him from focusing more on images. The male's face brightened as he read over the response from Levent. Since the wolf had known about the pack, and he described it to be a perfect place for artists, he would go and join it; trusting the canine that he had only just met. The dog wondered what pack life would be like. Was his art good enough? Edgar thought about this, knowing that'd he'd most likely be younger than most of them and that more experience came with time. The skilled artist quickly shook these thoughts out of his head as he glanced toward the brown-furred canine, checking to see if he still appeared to be covering up his true feelings. There was still that undeniable distraught look in the wolf's eyes; he'd ask him if there was anything wrong. Edgar did just that as he handed back the notepad that had a question from him written on it: Are you alright? You just look a little sad, there was a concerned expression on the boy's face as he waited for a reply.
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