As the dark form of Clarence could be seen from his peripherals breaking away from the band of wolves, Gemini let his amethyst eyes wander, watching wistfully as his beta moved purposefully towards Saber and the young pup, Skye. She was a handful, and Gemini hardly knew what to do around the youngster, but Clarence and Saber seemed so at home with her. It wasn't quite envy that the alpha felt, seeing the two brutes get along so easily with the little fae, but it was something close anyway. Gemini let out a sigh, before returning his gaze to the moose and, in turn, meeting the stormy gray gaze of Jesse. As Ruby padded past him to the other side of the carcass, Gem sat at the head, shy gaze flicking between the two barons who weren't much more than strangers even now, yet whom he felt as comfortable with as much of his pack. The silence that arose between the group was accented only by the cautious ripping of flesh that Ruby was engaged in.
As she attempted to find an appropriate place to tear into her kill, wondering for once how her actions would affect the creature's pelt, Ruby didn't really notice the curious gaze that the griege foreigner had fixed her with. N'Obi's head was tilted to the side as he watched her carefully dig into the belly, reaching around at a rather uncomfortable angle it seemed. With a flash of understanding, the brute's grin returned, golden eyes flashing to the other two brutes as if wondering if they knew what was going on as well, before finding their way back to Ruby. "If you do not mind my asking," he began, waiting for the fae's unamused amber orbs to flicker in recognition towards him, "This is your kill, if I remember right?"
Ruby's jaw paused its ministrations, her chewing stalled as this bright-eyed brute regarded her as though he knew a special secret, trying hard not to crack a grin in response as she nodded, swallowing her bite with a bit of effort. "Kinda, it's mine and Saber's, we took it down together," she explained, brows lowering to the point that her swollen eye was fully shut once again, reminding her again of her injuries. But making an impression on these brutes didn't matter, making a good impression stopped mattering to the sandy-hued fae a long time ago.
Grin widening with a flash, n'Obi's playful orbs became much more focused, tracing the fae's features and watching a twinge of flushed heat warm the tips of her ears. "I'm sure you'll be wanting to do something with those magnificent antlers then, or this pelt, yes?" he asked, dismissing the other hunter whose name and face were yet unfamiliar to him. This was his chance to prove his worthiness of joining this pack as a crafter, to show the importance of the arts to the incredible fighters around him. Without waiting for an answer, he carried on: "I'm a crafter, you see, and I couldn't help admiring this fellow's impressive rack - if you'd let me, I'd like to honor them by putting them to use in one of my creations."
Jaw agape, not having expected such a reaction, Ruby felt her blush creep along her cheeks now as the stranger - n'Obi? - openly admired her kill, offering to help with exactly what she'd been contemplating how to do. "Well uh, yeah I guess. I mean, I'd have to talk to Saber and see if he wants any of it, but I've been thinking about using the antlers myself. Maybe as decorations in my den or something..."
*~WolfSoul~* wrote:A strengthened dance of satisfied, coyly amused light in Acadia’s distant expression lent a heat to the depths of her eyes as Lia leaned close. The dark-eyed dove knew that no amount of sniffing would reveal any clue to her origins, not even the warm, ruffling red fur of her fiery chest. She was yet the perfect picture of ease compared to the electric interest that radiated from Lia; her gaze was hooded with lowered lids, yet her eyes were still sharp and focused, the faintest hint of a smirk was aloof and evanescent. “No, it certainly never did,” she answered Lia when the soft dove concluded, by her scent, that she was not part of a pack. “Still,” she murmured thoughtfully, tilting the lean curve of her neck just so, “company is a nice commodity from time to time.”
Letting her words linger in the fresh mountain air for a moment, Acadia let her gaze settle again on the bright green of Lia’s eyes. “Do you visit your sisters because you get lonely?” She asked, either giving no thought whatsoever to personal privacy or, at least, being aware of it and still not caring.
Company is a nice commodity from time to time... The loner fae's words echoed about Lia's head for a moment, the white dove holding her tongue as suggestive ideas to ease the quiet beauty's loneliness went unspoken in the open mountain air. Somehow, despite the magnetism she felt like a coil tying them in tandem, Lia didn't think a line like that would be appreciated. Luckily, her second statement gave more ample ground for the fae to grasp at, sobering noticeably at the mention of her sisters. Nothing was secret anymore it seemed, nor had it been from the beginning. A twinkle of openness shone from behind a fringe of black lashes before emerald orbs made their way back up the inclining slope of the mountain, as if searching out her kin despite the distance between them. "No," she murmured, breathy voice lowered as if imparting a great secret - Lia wasn't often lonely, that much was true. "I visit because.. I worry," she admitted, ears flicking back bashfully. "They make a big show of independence and optimism, but really, they need me." Not a trace of conceit or arrogance could be detected in the statement, though the wry glint in her eyes as she returned her gaze to the stranger wasn't as sure as it might have been discussing any other subject.
((Oh wow, I think that's all I owe actually.. never thought I'd be able to catch up ^^ If I am missing anything, let me know))