03-09-2009, 06:47 PM
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"A..are you okay?" He called out quietly, voice as nervous as ever, from quite a few feet down the shore. It wasn't like Jasper to be so vocal with a stranger, to even approach a child as small as his foot, but she seemed to be angry and sad all at once. Jasper remember that look well, remembered those feelings well, and it was because of those reasons that he decided he couldn't just ignore her and move on. He'd been an unhappy child for quite a long time and, in some aspects, he still was. He knew how much it hurt, how it could be for someone who appeared to be so young, and he didn't like to see it happen all over again. Of course, it hadn't occurred to him that he may have to say more, may have to try and offer advice on problems or anything of that nature, in the case that she actually bothered to answer him. He didn't have much life experience, sheltered away by himself and only himself, afraid of the world around him. He'd never belonged anywhere. Not with his family, not with the packs that had come and gone (despite the fact that he had felt so comfortable in Esper Hollow), and now there he was. A wolf in the middle of a pack of coyotes, growing less and less careful with keeping himself hidden each day. It would surely be the death of him, one day. |