07-02-2009, 06:49 PM
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The blonde girl which stood there on the path along with the old male had changed in such a short period of time, and Dawali found himself amazed. The last time he had seen her was when her "uncle Ho" had been wanting to join their ranks, and then the pack hunt, but he'd not properly spent time with the child since that morning when a simple fire had been a magical thing. Her language had been charming, and it had improved immensely since then. They had met here by chance today, but it was a good day as any to meet, and the male had some things he wanted to say to the girl anyway.
The red wolf smiled down at the lightly colored girl, who very soon would be considered an adult by age, at least, if not by mentality. It struck him, then, that he might always look at this person and remember the child whose mind was innocent and pure, and perhaps overly naive. The fact that Brennt had manged to push away her lovableness and still hurt her was beyond him. His heart tightened for a second, as he was both in pain and sentimental at the same time, simply by looking at one of the creatures that justified his horrible, horrible act. Perhaps there would come a time when he managed to accept it, but now and for some time ahead he knew that he would not be able to see himself as the same. He had blood on his hands, and even if it had been justified he had still taken a life. Looking at the child he knew that it had been for the sake of everyone else, and that thought eased his suffering.
"So what have you been up to lately, young miss? Any grand adventures?"
His voice spoke lightly, but the usual strength and subdued "boom" in his voice was present in the background as usual.
By James! [/html]
The blonde girl which stood there on the path along with the old male had changed in such a short period of time, and Dawali found himself amazed. The last time he had seen her was when her "uncle Ho" had been wanting to join their ranks, and then the pack hunt, but he'd not properly spent time with the child since that morning when a simple fire had been a magical thing. Her language had been charming, and it had improved immensely since then. They had met here by chance today, but it was a good day as any to meet, and the male had some things he wanted to say to the girl anyway.
The red wolf smiled down at the lightly colored girl, who very soon would be considered an adult by age, at least, if not by mentality. It struck him, then, that he might always look at this person and remember the child whose mind was innocent and pure, and perhaps overly naive. The fact that Brennt had manged to push away her lovableness and still hurt her was beyond him. His heart tightened for a second, as he was both in pain and sentimental at the same time, simply by looking at one of the creatures that justified his horrible, horrible act. Perhaps there would come a time when he managed to accept it, but now and for some time ahead he knew that he would not be able to see himself as the same. He had blood on his hands, and even if it had been justified he had still taken a life. Looking at the child he knew that it had been for the sake of everyone else, and that thought eased his suffering.
"So what have you been up to lately, young miss? Any grand adventures?"
His voice spoke lightly, but the usual strength and subdued "boom" in his voice was present in the background as usual.
By James!