Finn frowned as the silvery female seemed to spin through several emotions within the few minutes she took to tell her story. "I'm sorry..." Finn almost whispered, her ears flattening against her head. Goodness. Finn felt terrible, but tried her best not to get too upset. It seemed that ever since she was attacked, she was more prone to becoming emotionally unstable. She was working on that, though.
She shook her coat out as well. "I hope for your sakes he's around here somewhere. I've personally never been face-to-face with a bear, but I have with a cougar." Her mind flashed back to her old pack... Buffalo Clan. She shivered at the vision of the ferocious feline. The one that had blood lust for the pack's month old pups. Closing her eyes, she sighed before reopening them and gazing softly at Narimé. "That's something I hope never happens again...."
This wasn't about her. Finn decided to keep her mouth shut about herself now and just focus on Narimé and her issue. "Do you need help looking for him? I can help you if you'd like."
(This post was last modified: Jun 26, 2012, 05:38 PM by Finn.)
"If a man knows anything, he ought to die with it in him."