I suppose she is a pretty girl, or something like that. I don't really have much of an opinion on that kind of things but I would say that she is not bad to look at. She giggles and I remain in my slouched position, my form of silver and shadow held naturally low for I am a lowly boy. Her giggle is a strange thing though. A thing I don't hear often, I don't think I have ever giggled or laughed myself before. I am not sure if it is in me. I am devoid on the inside, devoid like all around me and yet I can't help but find some sort of interest in this...giggle. Such a strange thing but my interest is not a strong one, my interests never are and seem to pass like a summer breeze.
I step back as she stands up. She wonders why I am sorry and...isn't it obvious? I almost walked into her, and not only that I am sorry that I am even in her presence, I do not belong here with her. I belong in the depths of loneliness, in the company of slow growing trees and their eternal silence. I say nothing to her, my eyes looking at her warily as she comes towards me, walking in a strange way that I do not understand. I have not seen a wolf who moves like she does, but it does not affect me like it would some other male. I have no attraction to anyone right now, maybe it is my age of 2, maybe my hormones haven't kicked in, maybe I am just a soulless empty shell. I wish not for company, I do not deserve it and really I should be alone right now. It seems this creature of black and gold wished to speak with me beyond what was needed.
I flick my ears as she asks me if I am lost. What kind of question was that? I have not been here before, no, but do I really know where am I, even when I have been to places called home? No where feels welcoming, no where feels right and in essence I am and will always be lost. My long limbs of stunning silver, my blackened pelt of shined onyx was but a wandering thing, I couldn't control it like I couldn't control the dark depths of my mind, my pointless, pointless mind. I take another step back, and another as she gets closer with her little smile. I do not smile back, I keep my silvery lips sealed. I take even another step back but the land was not kind to me. A small rock is nestled between the grasses and plants, and I end up tripping on it a bit. This causes my head to shift to look back as my back end almost falls to the ground, but I catch myself before I do. Scrambling back to my slouched position, I turn to look at her again saying, "It doesn't matter."
It doesn't matter. That is all that comes from my mouth, so softly and quiet. I am not the most socialized of creatures, my dad never speaking to me and my mother preferring my siblings, who also hated me and made it quite obvious. I was not accepted anywhere, not truly and I expect not different here.
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