02-05-2009, 07:23 PM
The conversation was taking a turn towards where he wanted--acceptance. He was being felt out and checked out. Moose felt no resentment for her questions, and as much as he had grown to dislike conversation, he found himself enjoying the questions. Finally, someone more to speak to than the elements and the birds (not that they ever talked back, for he wasn't blessed with the gift of low speech). Wolves to make him think, question, and feel. To interact with a be at home with. Home.
" 'Tis na disre'pect ta beh questi'nin meh. Trooth beh told, Ah've been in yer place ma'y times afore. I was tha alpha o' mah pack, but... simpleh poot, mah bro'er und soom loners forced meh oot. Ah've 'ad mah share o' troobles, und Ah'm shure yeh've no'iced mah boomps und brooses. Well, that seemed to answer her second question. As for his skills, they were a little harder to quantify. What would they consider a skill? He was a pretty fair hunter and fighter; hell, he'd done nothing else the last year.
Now to see if they counted that as well. "As fer mah skills, Ah've traveled frae the land o' frozen wastes, und Ah've been wanderin' fer moost o' a year, figh'in' und hun'in ta keep mahsel' goon'. Ah've served as a diplomat o' sorts fer mah clan... pack ye'd say... sa peace is na a problem. Ef yer lookin' fer people with more civilized skills, Ah cannae offer more 'n those Ah picked opp while in my alpha spot. Und Ah tend ta beh a fair joodge o' char'er.... boot tha's aboot et." His tongue felt thicker than normal, and he thought back, trying to remember the time he had spoken so much in one day's time. He couldn't remember.
" 'Tis na disre'pect ta beh questi'nin meh. Trooth beh told, Ah've been in yer place ma'y times afore. I was tha alpha o' mah pack, but... simpleh poot, mah bro'er und soom loners forced meh oot. Ah've 'ad mah share o' troobles, und Ah'm shure yeh've no'iced mah boomps und brooses. Well, that seemed to answer her second question. As for his skills, they were a little harder to quantify. What would they consider a skill? He was a pretty fair hunter and fighter; hell, he'd done nothing else the last year.
Now to see if they counted that as well. "As fer mah skills, Ah've traveled frae the land o' frozen wastes, und Ah've been wanderin' fer moost o' a year, figh'in' und hun'in ta keep mahsel' goon'. Ah've served as a diplomat o' sorts fer mah clan... pack ye'd say... sa peace is na a problem. Ef yer lookin' fer people with more civilized skills, Ah cannae offer more 'n those Ah picked opp while in my alpha spot. Und Ah tend ta beh a fair joodge o' char'er.... boot tha's aboot et." His tongue felt thicker than normal, and he thought back, trying to remember the time he had spoken so much in one day's time. He couldn't remember.