Tabestan
Male | Fighter | Single | Location: Lavender field Talking to Calla
Tabestan's ears flicker as Calla spoke, her words separated and crisp, reminding him of autumns sharp breezes that lashed through the air violently. He stopped his thought process as she mentioned sleeping in the lavender field, the best suggestion he had ever heard since he was here. No sooner did her words end did he speak up, "If it is fine with you, then I would be more then happy to sleep in the lavender field." He answered her, realizing the more he smelled the lavender the more tired and weak. He was so caught up in showing Calla the field that he let sleep slip from his mind. He looked around at the field and saw the area where he sat, trotting over to it he cleared away some of the lavender, pulling it and forming a circular area with grass alone. It was like a den without any over hanging roof, but more comfortable and peaceful. He laid down, back legs strewn out behind him a bit as he curled into a semi-circle. His head was still raised as he watched Calla, wondering just how she felt about all this, and couldn't help but hope he had cured her stress, just for the night. His eyes refused to close, as he watched the night sky, astounded by natures beauty, and how it blessed the land with even more beautiful creatures like his pack members, even more, Calla. He stopped his gaze at the sky to look over at Calla, a short smile visible on his muzzle as he gave her a comforting look. He felt like he had known her all his life, when he barely knew her that much.
{Sorry it is short, working on the user list. And sorry Mystic wolf, I will reply to yours as soon as I can. I have to finish this Users and their wolves thing and then I will reply. }