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He was still very confused by whatever it was he was feeling around Myrcella but it didn't make his skin crawl as much as the first time he felt it. It was still slightly foreign, but he was embracing it now instead of fighting it and that seemed to make all the difference. He couldn't read her thoughts or anything, but it was like he could almost get a glimpse of what she was feeling, as if his own feelings would echo a shadow of her own. He also had a feeling if she ever needed him, he would just about know how to find her even without tracking her. It was like he would follow something other than her scent, like his soul would do all the tracking. It was a little scary if you thought about it but he was too excited at the prospect. He knew how Rett felt about imprints so he hadn't told his brother yet. His brother blamed the imprint bond on why both their parents were dead. Paxton knew his father couldn't live without his mother so he didn't thrive after she was gone and that's why he died. He knew the imprint bond being severed like that had damaged Jinan in a way nothing else could repair. It was scary to think that a simple bond like this could do that to a wolf but that was the side they'd seen. Paxton tried not to think about it too much though. This was too fresh and exciting still. Myrcella shook her head when he asked about her sister, saying she was at the gathering. She called her Dandy and his tail wagged. At least, that's what it looked like she was saying her name was. It was an odd name but he'd heard weirder. He smiled. "So you think this is good then." He said it as more of a statement than a question but his eyes were still gauging her reaction. He wanted to make sure she was okay with this happening, them being imprints. What if she wanted someone big and strong and able to hear? He couldn't change what he could and couldn't do but somehow, just knowing it was okay with her made all the difference. When he asked her to speak her mind, she didn't hesitate before opening up and he took a seat, wanting to look as attentive as possible. He pricked his ears toward her, not that they could do much, but it was the thought that counted. If he could listen to her speak, he would in a heartbeat. She seemed troubled and his features softened in concern. He could see the way her lips moved in a sigh and his lips formed a soft scowl, wishing he could eleviate all her fears. She said someone targetted her father and his eyes widened. Was her family being attacked? She said that she was confused, that she didn't understand why her father was targetted. He tilted his head, thoughtful for a minute. She said she wanted to be a diplomat too and that she didn't know what to think. He scrunched up his nose for a second before shrugging. "Maybe it's not about targetting specific wolves. Maybe they're just trying to keep Spirane on its toes. I've heard some wolves do that, attack randomly just to make a pack paranoid or generate confusion cause that leads to fear and ultimately, that's what bad wolves really want. They want your fear." He wondered if that made sense. He didn't even know where that came from, he mostly just spoke to comfort her in whatever way he could. He only hoped he could help. He watched her for a moment longer. "Is there anything I can do to help?" He shifted his weight, feeling restless. He wanted to be of some use for her. Paxton male.2 years old.36' 135#.born to Paisley x Jinan.brother to Mouse & Seke.bound to Myrcella.mated to none.father to none.Taviora Background @ CathleenTarawhiti (Deviantart) |