He had met her long, long ago, and he must admit that there has been some interest since then. He did not encounter many in his life, so the few he meets tend to stick out in his mind. Isolde has disappeared to him for now, and that is a thing most frustrating for now. He did not understand the bond between them and now that it is fading he cannot tell if it is driving him mad or freeing him.
He had to take his mind off of things since he was not able to find her. The monster of a male was hot on the trail of the girl he met so many moons ago he could not count them. His tail flicked behind him as he nose stuck to the ground. The scent was leading to the grotto, a place he has other...strong memories of.
He remembers meeting a girl here, and having quite the time. It was quite the satisfying time and he finally realized what is so tempting about women. Perhaps that is another thing that drives him to investigate the feisty scent he remembers. He feels his brindle fur prick as he steps into the caves that are starting to grow cold.
His blue eyes peek into the cave now, adjusting to the light. There were more scents here and eventually the bodies all started to appear. He looked around as he stomped in- not particularly quiet anymore. He let his eyes go from one wolf to another. One male stuck out to him- his brother. It was not like they had much of a relationship at this point. He simply knew of his existence. He felt a spike of jealousy at him being here, but the only thing his face showed was a slight narrowing of the eyes before he looked towards Grimore. A smirk crossed his muzzle- remembering how she dared to challenge him before...but she did talk a lot if he remembered correctly. There were two others here, a male and a female, but he paid no mind to them quite yet.
”I assume you aren’t going to sit here silent, when are you going to start talking our heads off?” he said densely, but teasingly with a lift of his brow. He then found his spot among the others, his eyes wandering for a moment to see a rather thin looking girl and a laughably small yet scarred male. He was not quite sure what was going on here, but at least his brother was a worthy specimen here. It can’t be too bad, eh? |