Colt had learned long ago that an unfortunate side effect of being naturally quiet was how readily he seemed to attract loud people. People who talked a lot just seemed to assume that quiet people were listening to them, and Coran appeared to be one such person.
Colt and Snow both tensed up when Coran made his way towards them. Neither were exactly threatened, but both were somewhat uneasy––especially when Coran reached out for Snow.
The dog whined, pinning her ears and tucking her tail nervously; she knew it was wrong to attack someone non-threatening, but she didn’t know who this stranger was and certainly didn’t want him touching her. She danced out of his reach and left Colt to his own fate of endless chatter.
Although the Common words were not easy for him, Colt could read the general flow of conversation through the voices and postures of the two women. They were both hesitant, but the pale woman seemed to at least be willing to offer the benefit of the doubt. Both she and the dark-haired one displayed vast amounts of cautiousness––a trait that made Colt much more trusting of their judgement.
When Coran stood back up and clapped for attention, Colt didn’t need words to see that they were getting ready to move. In answer, the Drykas stood with him and summoned Snow to my side. The three others seemed totally at ease in the environment, but Colt couldn’t help automatic defensiveness. He had been born in the Sea of Grass, after all, and therefore simply assumed that the Lhavit wilderness was inherently dangerous.
Colt let Coran lead the way, but once again settled into position as vanguard; close enough to still be attached to the group, but distant enough to draw the attention of any creature that might decide to stalk them.
oocSo sorry for the delay!
Colt and Snow both tensed up when Coran made his way towards them. Neither were exactly threatened, but both were somewhat uneasy––especially when Coran reached out for Snow.
The dog whined, pinning her ears and tucking her tail nervously; she knew it was wrong to attack someone non-threatening, but she didn’t know who this stranger was and certainly didn’t want him touching her. She danced out of his reach and left Colt to his own fate of endless chatter.
Although the Common words were not easy for him, Colt could read the general flow of conversation through the voices and postures of the two women. They were both hesitant, but the pale woman seemed to at least be willing to offer the benefit of the doubt. Both she and the dark-haired one displayed vast amounts of cautiousness––a trait that made Colt much more trusting of their judgement.
When Coran stood back up and clapped for attention, Colt didn’t need words to see that they were getting ready to move. In answer, the Drykas stood with him and summoned Snow to my side. The three others seemed totally at ease in the environment, but Colt couldn’t help automatic defensiveness. He had been born in the Sea of Grass, after all, and therefore simply assumed that the Lhavit wilderness was inherently dangerous.
Colt let Coran lead the way, but once again settled into position as vanguard; close enough to still be attached to the group, but distant enough to draw the attention of any creature that might decide to stalk them.
oocSo sorry for the delay!