His head lifted up a little when her first question arose.
“It’s not necessarily that you need to ask for it, just rather that you shouldn’t expect all wolves you come across to be honest. Not every wolf has honest intentions, and therefore the benefit of the doubt doesn’t always work. Just a thought. It might help you sometime.” His words weren’t pointed, just meant to help at sometime or another. He wasn’t good at advice, but that was something he did know that he could pass on.
Cypress nodded his head,
“I promise. I don’t have anything of worth to promise on, but I promise. No lies.” All of which was true. He wasn’t sure his mother or father lived anymore, and the one person he
did remember in glimpses wasn’t with him anymore. The male wasn’t sure where they went. Not to dwell in his mind, he focused on answering the rest of her questions before he started his story.
He sighed softly, though he wasn’t irritated.
“I feel like we are going in circles with this one. I do not yet know why I don’t remember where or who I came from but I do pan on figuring that out eventually if I can. It wasn’t something that I chose to do, it just happened. Something bad might have happened and I could’ve shut down. I’m not sure. The farthest thing I remember was splitting off from an older wolf who helped me stay alive, but that was a long while ago for me.”
His eyes watched Euna as he thought on his next answer for a moment.
“I’m not sure that I would say that I’ve chosen to be alone, it just happened that way. I think it is that way for most. Something happens and suddenly you have nobody. No place to call home, nobody to lean on when things get tough. Only you.” He shook his head as he finished talking, hoping to throw such thoughts out of his mind. They were sad and he didn’t want to be sad.
As Euna sighed, he would watch as she dropped herself downwards. He was now mostly level with her, which might make talking easier for the both of them. He listened quietly as Euna spoke, respecting her words as she had his. After she was done, Cypress would give a small nod. Though his thoughts differed on what he wanted to say, he ignored them for now. It probably wasn’t the
best advice to give a wolf that seemed so impressionable, but he thought his words true.
“Well,” he started, trying to find an order in the words that wanted to escape the confines of his mind. A few seconds may have gone by before he continued,
“You are only so young right now. They might just see it as you learning your place in the pack.”
He wandered off for a moment before offering the rest. Whether Euna put it to use or not was up to her. All the while, his mind was screaming at him not to speak any further.
“Though as for your sister, I might say try to find things that irritate her. But only little, little things. So small that she doesn’t even realize it gets to her. Once you find what you are looking for, exploit that. Only a few times might do.” He waited a moment before adding,
“The goal with doing that is to find something that annoys her, but also something that she doesn’t think about so much. That way when you do whatever it is you wish with that knowledge, she won’t even know that you are doing something. If it works right, you might just be able to get to her like you want to.” He gave her time to let that sink in before going a completely different path that personally agreed with him more.
“Or. You could always just gain her respect. Do things that she does like, without being asked to help or otherwise. Eventually, she will listen to you and do the same. It may take more time to do, but the result is more worthwhile.”
With a soft sigh of his own he looked to the sky. After he collected his thoughts again, he began to tell Euna his story.
“I’m sure you know, as do I, that most packs stay in their territory and that is where they live. Well the pack that I know of, one that isn’t anywhere near here mind you, didn’t have such ideologies. They traveled wherever they wanted to, just because they could. They had the numbers, which made everyone else cower in their midst. What the other packs failed to gather was that the pack had to have gotten so many members from somewhere right?” He paused, giving her the chance to answer the question if she so chose.
“As it turns out, that pack was traveling with the herds, only gathering adult wolves. There was never a pup, not one. I came across them a few months before I arrived here. It was certainly an odd sight. Though to their credit, they worked very very well together.” His story was over, though the silence that followed left plenty of room for more questions or comments. Talking to Euna was probably the most exciting thing he had done since he watched that pack down a bison.