10-06-2012, 03:11 PM
OOC: Cool 
IC:
The breeze gusted then, bringing with it the smell of fish, birds and salt. A glimmer of a memory popped in Einarr’s mind, the story of a wolf who had not listened when warned not to drink from the sea. The wolf had ignored the warnings and had begun to drink, he had stood there drinking for three days….The rest of the story though was a blank to him. The grizzled grey male had no idea how many packs there were in this land, but Tali was from one called New Dawn, perhaps its borders were nearby. He did not become defensive, but the female was from another pack, so he was mindful of his words. He didn’t know what the relationship was between the various packs in the region, but he did his best to answer her question.
”I have not long been a member there, but its members that I have met are kind and helpful, and the lands are good for hunting. What of your pack? New Dawn? Are your borders far from here? What are your pack mates like?”
As he spoke, the training of a tactician threatened to overwhelm the conversation. It demanded to know of numbers, the leader’s name, the relationship with Anathema and many other things that Einarr shoved away, determined not to allow himself to fall back into that mind-set.
IC:
The breeze gusted then, bringing with it the smell of fish, birds and salt. A glimmer of a memory popped in Einarr’s mind, the story of a wolf who had not listened when warned not to drink from the sea. The wolf had ignored the warnings and had begun to drink, he had stood there drinking for three days….The rest of the story though was a blank to him. The grizzled grey male had no idea how many packs there were in this land, but Tali was from one called New Dawn, perhaps its borders were nearby. He did not become defensive, but the female was from another pack, so he was mindful of his words. He didn’t know what the relationship was between the various packs in the region, but he did his best to answer her question.
”I have not long been a member there, but its members that I have met are kind and helpful, and the lands are good for hunting. What of your pack? New Dawn? Are your borders far from here? What are your pack mates like?”
As he spoke, the training of a tactician threatened to overwhelm the conversation. It demanded to know of numbers, the leader’s name, the relationship with Anathema and many other things that Einarr shoved away, determined not to allow himself to fall back into that mind-set.