Broad shoulders lifted in a quick shrug. He was no judge. What one wolf could handle another may not. He didn't think it anything brave. He smiled a little none the less, feeling what she said wans't a lie to make him feel better. He on the other hand wasn't sure what his actions were. What that made him. He only was sure he needed to be at peace with it, some how bushwhack the feeling.
Eyes held tight to her face, listening closely to her reply. The words sifted through his mind. He was carefully thinking what she said over, thinking exactly how to put his own thoughts into words. "I would like that, I don't think it's very good for me to go by myself. I always feel trapped there by the rush of sorrow. As for you, well I do think facing fears is a good thing, but that's only if you can or I think it makes it worse." Tone became quiet, and he glanced to the side of the cherry tree. Eyes traced along the red bark, it didn't look rough, but smooth. Black lids blinked against his golden gaze, and he sheepishly smiled at her. "We'll have to meet again, and take a trip to the Wildwood. Right now I kinda wanted to see if I might figure out what grows here. Want to come?"
(This post was last modified: May 04, 2011, 09:04 PM by Triell.)
are you with me through it all?