12-20-2018, 09:46 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 450px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: georgia; font-size: 8pt;"]Familiar was the sound of the distant murmur of voices. Absent ears perked up, mind working to recognize specific voices although only one name surfaced in his thoughts. With a blink of dark eyes, the canine rose to his feet, stretching as he moved. Quietly, the Egyptian approached, satisfied to see he had indeed recognized Morgan and curious in attempting to recall a name to the second face.
It was good to know one's clanmates, although Anubis had known many clans as home before and soon enough the faces seemed to jumble together. Oft one or two stood out in his memory when there were significant friends or circumstances too distinct to forget. He doubted he'd forget Tanglewood, even if he moved on one day and a century passed by. The young God could name a few distinct faces here. Somewhat strange at times, but kind faces.
"Hey," a rather informal way to start but Anubis preferred it to the stares his... Oddly formal greetings in the far past. Cynthia and Lessa both had often scoffed or chuckled at him. The wolf tilted his head lightly as he studied both males. Just talking. A small smile flickered across his face. 'What's wrong with just talking?' 'What's the point of it, Nu?' "..." Now he felt a little odd. Perhaps his old friend had a point... He wasn't very good at just talking.
"I'm Anubis," since this one was not very familiar, he'd offer a friendly introduction.
It was good to know one's clanmates, although Anubis had known many clans as home before and soon enough the faces seemed to jumble together. Oft one or two stood out in his memory when there were significant friends or circumstances too distinct to forget. He doubted he'd forget Tanglewood, even if he moved on one day and a century passed by. The young God could name a few distinct faces here. Somewhat strange at times, but kind faces.
"Hey," a rather informal way to start but Anubis preferred it to the stares his... Oddly formal greetings in the far past. Cynthia and Lessa both had often scoffed or chuckled at him. The wolf tilted his head lightly as he studied both males. Just talking. A small smile flickered across his face. 'What's wrong with just talking?' 'What's the point of it, Nu?' "..." Now he felt a little odd. Perhaps his old friend had a point... He wasn't very good at just talking.
"I'm Anubis," since this one was not very familiar, he'd offer a friendly introduction.