07-24-2009, 02:42 PM
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Enthusiasm was a characteristic that Hemming quite enjoyed in other wolves, and he was pleased by the way it manifested itself in this girl. His grin spread wide and he chuckled a little, his own tail wagging a few times. It was clear that Pickles was not only a very interesting creature, but also someone that was important to her, based on her initial comment, the story she told in explanation. The gray male had always thought it would be wonderful to have an animal friend that would tag along, to save one from loneliness, and finally he did. He had only known the little bird perched atop his head for a day or two now, but he felt like he had known her forever. The wolf struggled with her question. It was a concept he still didn't grasp entirely, being so strange and unfamiliar. He had only just come to the AniWaya tribe, after all, and was still largely strange to their ways. Prior to living in AniWaya, Hemming had, for years, developed a way of thinking that was almost purely naturalistic. Spirit Guides seemed to defy the very way he made conclusions about the world, and he was still grappling with the consequences this shift in thinking had. The question that this female had asked was a difficult one despite its simplicity, and he squinted his eyes a little as he thought, peering into the clear blue sky. His tribesmate Catherine had explained it to him, but it had all been so abstract, then. With the little bird on his head everything was made more real, but even more strange at the same time. After biting his lip for a short moment, he looked back down to the female and said, "A Spirit Guide is the soul of an animal that has turned itself into a physical form and found a wolf to... befriend, and guide. Many in my tribe, AniWaya, have them." The explanation did not seem at all complete, because Hemming did not yet know the rest. They were an ocean of mystery, and so far all Hemming had done was skip stones across the surface. |