04-17-2022, 08:47 PM
A brown, ragged ear twitched, and Max raised his head to see Sora approaching him, making her way onto the Docks to stand beside him. He took a final, long drag of his cigarette before extinguishing it, blowing a puff of smoke away from the other's face so not as to bother her. He tried not to smoke around others, especially not around children for obvious reasons, and he found it to be almost embarrassing to be witnessed with a cigarette in his mouth by someone else. Often, though, it was only because he was sick of the "you know those are bad for you, right?" talk that everyone felt obligated to give him. Sure. I don't give a shit, would be his honest answer, but it was one he didn't vocalize and instead opted to just put the damn thing out and let that be the end of it.
The wolf recomposed himself afterwards, glancing over at the other canine and nodding to her request of hanging around the Docks with him. She looked as though she could blend in with the night sky if she could reach high enough, her midnight pelt filled with stars and silver swirls. Sora looked much larger now, though, due to her abrupt transformation into a dire wolf. Max didn't know how the hell that worked, but he had to admit it sure was fascinating. There were many on this Island that looked strange as she did, though there were varying degrees to the peculiarities, and not all of them were particularly hideous, just interesting to look at. It sure made people easy to tell apart, too. "Surprised we don't run into each other too often, considerin' we both come down here," Max mused with an arch of an eyebrow. He often took refuge by the lake to soothe his nerves and clear his mind, but he hadn't quite noticed other people doing the same — at least, not when he was there.
Now that this space was shared, maybe it would be appropriate to start a conversation. Good idea. But how? The classic "you come here often" shtick was not only overplayed, but she had already answered it earlier. "How do you feel about this place, Sor?" he said finally. In all honesty, Max was still trying to figure out his own opinions on the Enclave's new, permanent territory, but the woodlands were really starting to grow on him.
The wolf recomposed himself afterwards, glancing over at the other canine and nodding to her request of hanging around the Docks with him. She looked as though she could blend in with the night sky if she could reach high enough, her midnight pelt filled with stars and silver swirls. Sora looked much larger now, though, due to her abrupt transformation into a dire wolf. Max didn't know how the hell that worked, but he had to admit it sure was fascinating. There were many on this Island that looked strange as she did, though there were varying degrees to the peculiarities, and not all of them were particularly hideous, just interesting to look at. It sure made people easy to tell apart, too. "Surprised we don't run into each other too often, considerin' we both come down here," Max mused with an arch of an eyebrow. He often took refuge by the lake to soothe his nerves and clear his mind, but he hadn't quite noticed other people doing the same — at least, not when he was there.
Now that this space was shared, maybe it would be appropriate to start a conversation. Good idea. But how? The classic "you come here often" shtick was not only overplayed, but she had already answered it earlier. "How do you feel about this place, Sor?" he said finally. In all honesty, Max was still trying to figure out his own opinions on the Enclave's new, permanent territory, but the woodlands were really starting to grow on him.
[glow=#008040,2,300]where is my mind?[/glow] — ☽
haha rip these goofs