Sex: MaleA simple nod was given at her offer. He would enjoy hearing how she got thrusted into such a position. But her question about his own choice had him smiling. "Well, I'm sure you and Veho might assume it was to simply to be with Nineva since I always tie myself to her but there's more to that. I've heard about Grizzly Hollow since I was a cub. I'm even related to the original founder of here. Borden Lyall, he's my uncle." Deacon wondered if that name would even mean anything to her. "I also don't want you to think I expect something because of ties. I'm aware things are earned." It was something he had learned from a young age. Only those who worked got what they wanted. "I guess, I just already felt comfortable here before I was even here ya know?" He shrugged lightly slowing his pace.
Admiring the trees still his brain forced itself to focus on Yvly's words. "I can understand why. Must have taken some getting used to." He hummed softly admiring the wide bases and magnificent heights they aimed for. "I'm more familiar with willows but these are nice too. The long limbs of the willows always provided a place to hide when I needed alone time. The bark was a nice scent too, I often covered myself in the scent of willows and dirt to maybe, I don't know, feel more connected." Perhaps that sounded crazy but it was the truth. Some part of Deacon always wanted to be closer to the trees. Maybe he was jealous how long they lived, how strong they grew, and how inviting they always were.
He looked over to Yvly with gentle eyes. "How do you feel about this winter?" Almost like a child he was looking for comfort. A sign, just like his father had told him, that everything was going to be okay. "I'm not familiar enough with other faces but, do you think we can all pull together and make it?" His voice almost a whisper and a tinge of worry laced around his words.
