10-26-2013, 03:39 PM
NPC: Bear
Bear said goodbye to Jon and watched him vanish. He heard the wolves calling out to him in his mind, bombarding him with...feelings and sensations. He couldn't quite make them out, but he knew they centered on Nimeda. She, or whatever she represented, was something old. Something they...Bear wasn't sure if it was distrust or curiosity, or perhaps fear? There wasn't much that could scare a wolf.
Bear kept a smile on his face as he regarded Nimeda. "I fear it is time for me to depart as well. Like Jon said, you may call out for me any time you wish. I'm glad Jon brought you to meet me."
That was true in more ways than one. Lost and needing help like Jon had first thought? Not that one. She might be without memory, but she was certainly not lost. Jon, you are so naive...you've chosen a fine one here.
Polite and reserved though Jon might be, still Bear hadn't been oblivious to the clues in the way Jon had looked at her and spoken to her.
Bear continued to look at her as he felt a moment of awkward silence descend upon the two of them, alone. Bear couldn't shake the feeling she knew things that Bear suspected, but thlat neither had told Jon. Surely he should say something.
"Don't hurt my friend,"
he finally said. With that, he changed into his wolf form and bounded off into the Arctic wilderness.
Bear said goodbye to Jon and watched him vanish. He heard the wolves calling out to him in his mind, bombarding him with...feelings and sensations. He couldn't quite make them out, but he knew they centered on Nimeda. She, or whatever she represented, was something old. Something they...Bear wasn't sure if it was distrust or curiosity, or perhaps fear? There wasn't much that could scare a wolf.
Bear kept a smile on his face as he regarded Nimeda. "I fear it is time for me to depart as well. Like Jon said, you may call out for me any time you wish. I'm glad Jon brought you to meet me."
That was true in more ways than one. Lost and needing help like Jon had first thought? Not that one. She might be without memory, but she was certainly not lost. Jon, you are so naive...you've chosen a fine one here.
Polite and reserved though Jon might be, still Bear hadn't been oblivious to the clues in the way Jon had looked at her and spoken to her.
Bear continued to look at her as he felt a moment of awkward silence descend upon the two of them, alone. Bear couldn't shake the feeling she knew things that Bear suspected, but thlat neither had told Jon. Surely he should say something.
"Don't hurt my friend,"
he finally said. With that, he changed into his wolf form and bounded off into the Arctic wilderness.