by Seliarus on October 16th, 2010, 5:30 pm
OOC: I'm getting my hair dyed, so, I apologize for my slow response.
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Seliarus nodded at the feral girl. Her explanation was everything he needed to hear. Something in him wanted to ask further, but he knew it wasn't the right moment. Digging into something isn't something he wanted. Besides, he really didn't want to be seen as some annoying want to know-it-all. He knew everyone has their own secrets, and some are not to be asked about, then some things, are better left forgotten. Getting any information was enough.
He tried to smile at her city comment, but decided to leave it be. At least she can enter a town, without being chased out. He tried to imagine what the inner thing of a town could look like. Maybe it was like the Nest he grew up. But, well, not so underground-ly.
Soon, he noticed the horse slowly walking towards him. But the Dhani didn't fancy any contact with the animal. May he be friendly or not, he could not always control his hunger. Any contact with an animal that couldn't say no, was something he tried to avoid. But at this moment, he had to do it. He did not want to bring out the question 'why.' So he extended his hand. He looked at the horse, and without words, trying to ask him to move away. For both of their sakes.
"Heading...You two ssshared a bit of yoursssselvessss. I ssshould-asss well. I have no goal. Then I have nowhere to go, and no desssire to go, for that matter. I move from time to time, to get sssomething to eat...But I usssualy return to this place." He listened forward, and the idea of a camp reminded him that he should probably start a fire before he'll freeze. Nights can be quite cold around these parts.
"I could..." He started. "Ssshow you the way to the main road...Or well, the road that the tradersss use." He didn't exactly know why he should help them, but he hoped that they have some spare food they would be willing to share if they stay in a camp overnight. He wasn't the one to beg, but, even he needed to eat something from time to time.
"Who knows? Life is like a roll on the dice. You can’t know if something is a good, or a bad roll until it already happened."
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