08-27-2019, 03:25 PM
[glow=#000,1,400]MY MAMA SAID THAT I'M NOT LIVING RIGHT. YOU RAISED A LION, MAMA, I AIN'T LYING, MAMA — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Wormwood blinked in surprise as Noah stepped back to take in his entire form, but he silently reminded himself that he could be quite the frightening sight for some members of the group. After all, he was massive and mutated, with the fiery looking wings utop his back seeming to attract quite a bit of attention from Noah. Still, he couldn't help the embarrassed blush that came up beneath his fur from being inspected, and he chuckled a bit when Noah questioned what type of wolf he was. He had never encountered a joiner before that had never seen other animals before in his life, so it was quite a start for him to hear such an odd question directed towards him. Sure, Worm had lived in a pride that had primarily been made up of lions, but he had known of the other animals that inhabited the world, and had even encountered quite a few of them when they had been out hunting or when the hyenas had tried to steal from them. After he had left the pride and learned to read, he had learned about even more animals that he hadn't known of thanks to the books that he could get his paws on, and by the time he had arrived at Tanglewood, he hadn't been very surprised by the wide variety of creatures he had encountered. However, it seemed as though Noah had been much more sheltered in his "pack", and Worm couldn't help his amusement at the other's words.
Shaking his head a bit at the boy, the lion said with a warm smile, his wings twitching and shifting upon his back as if he was showing off – which he honestly might've been, [glow=black,1,400]"Ah, well... I'm not exactly a wolf. I'm an entirely different type of animal. We're called lions... although we also don't usually have wings... these were actually the result of a mutation that happened after I arrived here."[/glow] He stretched one of his golden and red wings far out to one side, wincing a little bit as he recalled how painful the original growth of his wings had been. It had been enough to almost knock him out from the painful force of it, and he had needed quite a bit of medical attention afterwards thanks to his bones and muscles snapping into place to accommodate the new limbs. Noah might've been excited just seeing them now, but Worm honestly hoped that the male wouldn't have to deal with the pain that came with new wings, even if he was excited by the prospect of it. If Noah really wanted to fly, then Wormwood was sure that he could put in a bit of effort so that Noah could ride on his back while he took a flight around the swamp.
Hearing Noah asking about joining their "pack", Worm felt a small smile come to his muzzle, and he rumbled as he gestured behind him back towards camp, [glow=black,1,400]"You're free to join us, but we're not exactly the same as a 'pack'. We are a group, but we may not have the same ranks and stuff that you're used to. This group is also made up of many different kinds of animals, not just wolves like yourself. More different creatures like me... the name of our group is also Tanglewood, not Tanglefoot."[/glow] He couldn't help the small smile that resided on his face as he explained to Noah, finding an odd sense of peace in the moment. He had been suffering so much lately that just interacting with a cute new joiner that he wanted to protect was a pleasant reprieve, and it definitely helped that Noah was incredibly funny, given his sheltered nature and the way that he interacted with the world thus far.
Shaking his head a bit at the boy, the lion said with a warm smile, his wings twitching and shifting upon his back as if he was showing off – which he honestly might've been, [glow=black,1,400]"Ah, well... I'm not exactly a wolf. I'm an entirely different type of animal. We're called lions... although we also don't usually have wings... these were actually the result of a mutation that happened after I arrived here."[/glow] He stretched one of his golden and red wings far out to one side, wincing a little bit as he recalled how painful the original growth of his wings had been. It had been enough to almost knock him out from the painful force of it, and he had needed quite a bit of medical attention afterwards thanks to his bones and muscles snapping into place to accommodate the new limbs. Noah might've been excited just seeing them now, but Worm honestly hoped that the male wouldn't have to deal with the pain that came with new wings, even if he was excited by the prospect of it. If Noah really wanted to fly, then Wormwood was sure that he could put in a bit of effort so that Noah could ride on his back while he took a flight around the swamp.
Hearing Noah asking about joining their "pack", Worm felt a small smile come to his muzzle, and he rumbled as he gestured behind him back towards camp, [glow=black,1,400]"You're free to join us, but we're not exactly the same as a 'pack'. We are a group, but we may not have the same ranks and stuff that you're used to. This group is also made up of many different kinds of animals, not just wolves like yourself. More different creatures like me... the name of our group is also Tanglewood, not Tanglefoot."[/glow] He couldn't help the small smile that resided on his face as he explained to Noah, finding an odd sense of peace in the moment. He had been suffering so much lately that just interacting with a cute new joiner that he wanted to protect was a pleasant reprieve, and it definitely helped that Noah was incredibly funny, given his sheltered nature and the way that he interacted with the world thus far.
— Reggan