where there was once nothing

[Dawali Amara]

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Word Count: 442 The femme proclaimed the information given was "nothing" although it might very well decide the future of the foals whose mothers currently had too little to eat. That is, if this pack would agree to trading with them. If not, the youngest ones would most likely die, although one had been born a while ago and might very well make it. If so Dawali was glad, and he was considering taking that particular foal as his own if it survived the hardships ahead. The little male horse had taken a liking to the red wolf from the start, and that was a sign of a good and loyal horse. Mostly, when Dawali visited the stables, there were no one else around, so he had no idea if the horse took an easy liking to everyone, but it didn't matter. No one had yet "claimed" the little foal, and Dawali had been meaning to put up a little shed for a stable outside his den anyways, in case Asha might visit, or someone else with a horse. It was, perhaps, an optimistic thought, but it would provide him a thing or two to do. It seemed to Dawali that the appearance of the femme in front of him seemed to shift somewhat, or at least the way she gave him attention in changed. Dawali shifted his feet, nervous, and until she spoke he did not exactly know what to do. Clearly, however, the femme was merely teasing him - he had thought perhaps he had offended her in some way. An angry female equals bad, an angry pregnant female twice the scolding. Walking hormone bombs, they were, and scary as hell. Now that she exposed her objective of sorts, however, Dawali relaxed fully. It was perhaps a compliment, or he should consider it so, but it had in reality no effect. It wasn't because of his lust he had been awkward, it was the possibility of offense. Smiling quite casually, unaffected by her teasing behavior, Dawali replied calmly, his hands gesticulating vaguely. The lands are pretty pleasant already, as is the company so far. I've already quite a number of friendships in the forming. Unfortunately, Dawali had lost his mate to disease nearly a year ago, and he was quite certain she had been the only woman he could be with, with her gentle demeanor and accepting ways. Firefly was beautiful, but she would kindle no lust in his chest. A tiny spark in his eye revealed that her message had not gone unnoticed, but that did not mean he would come out and play. There was simply nothing in it for him.

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