07-19-2009, 10:59 AM
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He nodded at her words; her pack had been small, like so many other packs seemed to be. He was aware that the vast numbers that had his clan seemed to attract was not normal, but it had been what he was use to having grown up with it. The way Phoenix Valley was to him was strange. So few canines, and he barely saw any of them. The dog could go days without seeing another soul, whereas in his old home it was impossible to go more than a few hours without coming across several other souls. Phoenix Valley wasn’t alone in their ways; he knew that there were at least four other packs in the area though he hadn’t quite explored them all. Someday he would, he liked to know the business of others.
Silver eyes were thoughtful as he watched the girl, a disease? What kind of disease? If a disease had struck his home it would be disastrous, so many getting infected with the potential of traveling and spreading it. Luckily Asariel left and was alive and well, though the question he asked slipped out of it’s own accord. “Did you lose your family?” His voice even took on a tone of sincere concern, normally if any softer emotions were shown it was either to a child, or fake. Convincing but fake, he was far too use to acting that he almost didn’t realize that he felt genuine concern here. Quickly he shoved the foreign emotion aside and waiting for the answer. If she didn’t want to venture onto such topics she shouldn’t have told him she’d stay and talk for as long as he liked.
He nodded at her words; her pack had been small, like so many other packs seemed to be. He was aware that the vast numbers that had his clan seemed to attract was not normal, but it had been what he was use to having grown up with it. The way Phoenix Valley was to him was strange. So few canines, and he barely saw any of them. The dog could go days without seeing another soul, whereas in his old home it was impossible to go more than a few hours without coming across several other souls. Phoenix Valley wasn’t alone in their ways; he knew that there were at least four other packs in the area though he hadn’t quite explored them all. Someday he would, he liked to know the business of others.
Silver eyes were thoughtful as he watched the girl, a disease? What kind of disease? If a disease had struck his home it would be disastrous, so many getting infected with the potential of traveling and spreading it. Luckily Asariel left and was alive and well, though the question he asked slipped out of it’s own accord. “Did you lose your family?” His voice even took on a tone of sincere concern, normally if any softer emotions were shown it was either to a child, or fake. Convincing but fake, he was far too use to acting that he almost didn’t realize that he felt genuine concern here. Quickly he shoved the foreign emotion aside and waiting for the answer. If she didn’t want to venture onto such topics she shouldn’t have told him she’d stay and talk for as long as he liked.