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Post by smilies on Jun 16, 2009 13:03:15 GMT -5
He expected what Oberon would tell him would be slightly surprising, but in a way, he assumed something like that. She did seem quiet, almost like a loner. Everything Oberon had mentioned basically seemed to sum up what little he saw from Bandit. Still, he was left wondering what exactly her speech had meant to him. Should it be taken as a threat, or an acknowledgement? Maybe she meant to subtly hint at having the position of either Beta, or Alphess. What Oberon had told him seemed to only sum up her personality. Everything else, as he implied, was a mystery, something that had to be asked upfront to deserve an answer. And truthfully, Caden wasn't sure if he was ready to ask such personal questions of a wolf who seemed to already dislike him, if not despise him.
"I don't think she likes me very much...For whatever reason," he informed the male, basically thinking aloud. He shrugged with a sigh. There was always gonna be wolves who don't like you. It was an inevitable and unavoidable factor of life. Still, he couldn't help but wonder what he'd done wrong. He cleared his throat, trying to keep his thoughts at bay. "So, how did you two meet?' he questioned, honestly curious as to how two conservative, and quiet wolves came to be such loyal friends. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Paint on Jun 16, 2009 13:11:28 GMT -5
Oberon frowned at Caden's response, slightly wondering whether Bandit did dislike him. He shook his bronze head slowly, though, taking into account her actions and what he knew of her nature. It just didn't seem likely.
"I don't think she dislikes you," he responded, in a tone which suggested correction but not without respect. "If she disliked you, she would probably just attack you and be done with it. For example, wait until she meets Duke. She wouldn't hesitate to rip that wolf's throat out, I can assure you of that... she absolutely despises the Moons but I've never delved into her past enough to find out why."
He sighed in thought, and then smiled slightly in memory.
"Shortly after she joined the pack," he shrugged slightly, adjusting himself before settling again on his haunches. "I was running, she was wandering through the land having just hunted. She offered some of the rabbit she'd just caught to me... in fact, I think she hardly had a bite of it. We chatted a little, but simply recognised a similar trait in the other one; a love of little words."
"Then, we'd just go for walks. Wanders through the land, when I didn't feel like running and she didn't feel like observing. Meet the rest of the pack, mingle slightly, discuss things occasionally. She sleeps very very badly, she suffers terribly from insomnia for some reason, so when I found her asleep up here -first time in weeks, I think-, I decided to keep watch for her until she woke up."
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Post by smilies on Jun 16, 2009 13:38:53 GMT -5
His eyes lingered on the male for a little while, almost watching as the wheels turned within his head, gathering all the knowledge of Bandit and then piecing it together to see if she disliked him or not. Caden honestly wasn't so sure why he cared so much. She was just another pack member, and he'd already come to the conclusion that not everybody was gonna like him.
Although Oberon's words had been used to correct him, Caden couldn't help but feel a little comforted by them. He knew he would have wolves he disliked him, but it didn't mean he would like it when they did. So when Oberon encouraged him that it wasn't dislike, his spirits lifted ever so slightly.
Caden had expected that his intrigue and curiousity would die down with the amount of information he was receiving about this certain wolf. But it actually made him want to get to know her more. He wanted to be the one to delve into her mind and reveal her past, if only to himself. He wanted to know about her likes, and dislikes just because she was a mystery that seemed to long to be solved. When he thought about it, it seemed so easy, but in the back of his head he was sure it would be rather difficult. Surely, he couldn't just trot up to her and start interrogating her about her life. It wouldn't work like. And Caden wasn't exactly eager about digging into someone's past who clearly didn't want to reveal it. Still, he couldn't help but wonder what lingered in the barriers of her mind just awaiting a revelation.
"She seems like a mystery," he said with a heavy, almost sorrowful sigh. Bandit seemed to be the only wolf he just couldn't figure out. None of the other females in his pack were a problem. He was able to piece together their personalities within minutes of meeting them. And from there, he was always sure that their history, or likes or dislikes were sure to follow. Why couldn't it be this easy for Bandit? [/blockquote] |
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Post by Paint on Jun 16, 2009 16:56:50 GMT -5
Oberon watched Caden curiously, and then a small smile played across his features. Bandit truly seemed to have ensnarled herself in Caden's mind in a way Oberon hadn't seen her do before. She'd certainly never done that to him. Oberon had simply accepted her, but Caden seemed almost... intent on working her out.
"If you don't mind me saying, Caden, I believe you're quite deep in thought about her... character," he phrased it slowly, tilting his head slightly. Then he stood up and smiled again, shaking his fur out. "But I can't tell you anymore, I've never had the incentive to ask the questions you're asking."
He watched Caden curiously for a moment, and then shrugged.
"Why don't you just try talking to her? Is she that intimidating?" he chuckled slightly, to show he was joking, and then dipped his head respectively. "Anyways, I'm going to go for a run. Stretch these muscles of mine," he smiled again and nodded his farewell before trotting off. The trot developed into a stride and soon he was just a streak of bronze disappearing into the treeline.
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