Sex: MaleAs usual, it took him a second to realize he was going off on his rather enthusiastic question spree. Narime, in good grace and form, had allowed him to let it all out though, and when he was done, she replied to him as he stood patiently in anticipation. What she told him was nothing short of enlightening or amusing. He learned about Willow Ridge, a pack to the east, and that its Leader, Elettra, was a friend of his mother's. It should have been a familiar name, but what with the fantastical and wondrous stories he had heard of Kade Attaya, his father's friend and Second, Elettra's namesake had faded in comparison to the dark-coated man and his deeds. She stated that she was running off along a tangent and as she thought, Rook allowed her some thinking space to recollect herself. He resorted to splashing about after a frog that had emerged from the water. It croaked in shock as it saw the yearling and swam away but the young Lyall lost it in the reeds. When the Leader began again, Rook's dual-colored eyes went back to Narime and he smiled to know that his mother's friends (allies, perhaps, in regards to pack politics and leading ladies) still remained within Relic Lore. Perhaps this was the reason why Jaysyek had let him and Bishop go; for, if they ever ended up here, she had confidence in having a peace of mind, trusting that Elettra and/or Narime might look after them in her stead. However, Narime had not met his father, at least, not yet. A tidbit about Uncle Angier came next, and it was here that Rook came to realize that his Uncle Angier had found a mate within Elettra, which would have made her his Aunt by relation. His lips made an "o" sort of shape beneath his nose as he fully comprehended the idea; and, immediately, he wondered if he and Bishop ought to have gone to the east instead. He whisked the idea away; if he had not come to Whisper Caverns, he might not have met Titan... Coming back to the thought of cousins, though, Rook's face lit up. "I never knew that," he commented, his ears coming down in a rather modest gesture as he stirred the water with his left fore paw. He probably should have asked his mother for information before he had left Renegades Reach, but a part of him had been selfish then, not wanting her to worry about whether or not he would come searching about Relic Lore for answers. When he had last asked his father about Relic Lore some months ago, Borden merely shrugged and walked away. "Thank you," he smiled at her. "It means a lot that you'd share that with me." The sky was just starting to light up in a brilliant sapphire blue color now, but Rook still figured he had just enough time between now and the moment the very last catfish surfaced to feed. For the time being, the yearling's ear twitched at the sound of the frog reemerging from the cattails. He waded over to the other side of a wall of plants; but, not wanting to be rude, he poked his head through the thin stalks and parted them with his muzzle in order to peer over at his superior with a smile. She was welcome to tell him more about what she knew - about Elettra or about Angier or what other memories she might have had about his mother - but he had a much more pressing question, "Do frogs taste good?" Somewhere to his right the amphibian trilled as if to answer him in a defiant "No!" |
Chances are I have a BEN WHISHAW gif for that.
