It seemed that my reaction to his actions has him perhaps baffled, confused. I do not recognize such things, for I do not know them. My pale lip has returned to normal upon my jaw, no more twitching accompanying it. My dark lavender gaze remains on him as he moves, though, keeping watch as my jaw tilts ever so slightly. Perhaps I am doing it wrong, this thing of interacting with others. He keeps steady with my gaze in return, his pale ivory irises so different than my own. They are almost the same colour as my fur, in fact, and this has a small yip of excitement slipping past my muzzle before I can control it. I am a pup, after all, and we are easily excitable creatures. I have not often made sounds, but the yip I make is one I have before. It was a time when I had actually joined in the play of my siblings, and had felt a particular warmth within my breast. I had not known what it was, and the sound came to be because of it; I think. He has not made any sounds of his own, but this, I think, I am okay with.

As he moves, it seems that he is going away and I feel my creme coloured ears drawing back against my skull. I do not want him to go away, even though I just laid my eyes on him for the first time. It isn't that I want the company of another, it's just that I like his eyes. They match me and therefore I want to be near him. I take a tentative step forward on my oversized paws, but then pause. While on one hand it seemed he was drawing away, on the other, it seems, he is drawing closer. I am perplexed by this, and it has my skull tilting to the opposite side as before. This stranger intrigues me and I wish to know more. I think of my siblings and how they would handle this; they would drop down with tails wagging and ask to play. Is that would I should do? But I do not want to play. I want to learn. Will he teach me? I can hear him sniffing me closely now, the scents registering in his mind. What does he smell? The ones I was born to, born with? That place in the earth I was born in? All these things I do not know.

But there is something inside me, something deep and instinctual that has my paws surging forward beneath me. Perhaps it is wrong to close the distance between us, and perhaps he will react badly, but I cannot help myself. It's almost as if I'm not even in control, either. I am now at his paws, beneath him, of course because I am so small, and now I have to tilt my skull back far to gaze up at him. I had not realised it, but the moment his whine had hit my auditory senses, I had responded immediately. I did not know what to do, or why, but I did it anyway. Reaching up as far as I could, careful not to come into direct contact with him, I managed to just barely lick the underside of his jaw with my pale pink tongue. It felt like the right thing, but then again- I've no idea what the right thing is. Perhaps he can show me, if he would be willing. But I do not have the words to ask for such a thing. Instead, after my gesture, I lower my body to the ground at his feet and lay my head on my paws. Lavender irises gaze up at him as I do so and I wait. I wait for what may, or may not come.


female - zero - no soul - no heart - loner