He was a handso yet boyish young wolf.
He had bright green eyes, no beard, unlike most wolves, and a small face that looked more like a scholar than a fighter.
Perhaps that was why I felt safe around him.
I realized he was staring at .
His mouth agape, dumbstruck.
And yet I was not offended.
It felt nothing like the eyes of lust I had seen in n.
I raised a brow
"I th...thought I w- was alone." He said imdiately.
I smiled at him as I tucked my hair behind my ear.
"I’ll let you in on a secret," I said as I walked up to him.
I picked out a nut from my pocket and squatted down to showcase it to the squirrel.
The squirrel watched suspiciously and then slowly walked up to .
Moving from left to right before finding its way towards .
It hopped onto my palm and took the acorn.
"Hello friend," I said to it.
And then I looked up at the young man, gently rose from where I squatted, and placed the busy squirrel in his palm.
"The key to speaking to animals is leading them with food, and then being gentle with them. Watch them relax with you." I inford.
He seed scared and worried at first, the mont he had the squirrel with him.
"Relax," I said.
He took a deep breath and grew steadier with the creature.
"That’s it." I smiled.
He looked up at . "Thank you. I’ve never seen anyone do that before."
"I’ve never seen a man try to talk to an animal," I replied. "My na is Ruby."
"I’m Bale." He said.
"Nice to et you, Bale," I replied kindly.
The way he was staring at wasn’t disgusting.
It was just amusing.
Strange.
I had never t a man who gawked at in such a way and took no offense at it.
He seed to realize he was staring again, so he struggled to his feet.
The squirrel ran off instantly.
"I’m. G...Go... gosh. I’m so...r...r
I nodded at the Squirrel.
"It seems your friend has gone off."
"Oh." He mumbled.
He seed to have forgotten about the creature.
As he rose to his feet and tried to arrange his disheveled appearance, so books fell out of his bag.
He hurried to pick them up, but more fell out.
I smiled as I tucked my hair behind my ear and bent down to help him pick.
"Here," I said as I gently gathered the books.
"Er... thank you." He said, still flustered as he tried to shove them back in.
I picked up one of the books that had been opened but was lying on the floor and lifted it to my gaze.
It was a beautiful book filled with drawings of stars and constellations.
I wowed as I flipped the pages.
There were scribblings around the drawing explaining what the instrunts were.
"This is beautiful," I said as I read through and looked up at him. "Did you do this by yourself?"
He seed shy and ashad as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yes." He said.
I playfully shoved his chest.
"Why are you hiding it? This is amazing. I never knew that wolves could have such interest in things like this these days."
I flipped through the pages and let my fingers touch the feel of ink along its path.
"You love the constellations?" I asked him.
He nodded numbly, his eyes downcast. "Errr.. ur... yes I do."
I noticed his discomfort, and I suspected it wasn’t sothing he was publicly proud of.
"Well, take it from . You’re good at what you do." I said as I gently closed the book and handed it to him. "I’ve always been fascinated by the stars and the night sky. The cots. I have a spot where I go to and watch the cots from an angle that even telescopes won’t do justice."
His eyes glowed. "Where?"
I laughed as I turned back towards my basket. "It’s a secret."
I walked up to where the herbs were and put them in.
"You’re new here, aren’t you?" I asked curiously. "Never seen your face before."
His face fell and beca dull. "I’m just visiting so family business."
"Thought as much," I said as I added so items into the horse’s satchel.
I gently patted Penny’s mare, and she neighed.
"I am sorry I interrupted," I said with a friendly smile.
It seed that, with his gift, he wasn’t too forthcoming with people around him.
He was a male wolf.
His mates were off training, learning how to ride up to ranks within packs.
Taking over territories.
And yet here he was, in a quiet part of the forest, begging a squirrel to be his friend and having pages of astronomy
It was unheard of.
And that was why I understood.
He was different amongst his likes, the sa way I was different amongst mine.
Two similar and yet different types of outcasts.
And that was why he was different from the n I had t.
His energy was light and warm.
The type of energy I had expected a very good male friend or a brother to have.
I climbed Penny.
"Sorry? Please don’t apologize. I’ve learned sothing very important from you. Where are you going?" He asked .
"I have errands to run before I get into trouble," I replied.
"Do you need an escort?" He asked .
I burst into laughter. "I don’t an to offend you, but I assure you I can take care of myself. Perhaps even better than a man would."
His eyes widened in surprise.
"It was nice eting you." I nodded at ho
"Perhaps we shall et again?" He asked with a glint of hope in his eyes.
His eyes were filled with the happiness of finding a new friend.
"Perhaps." I gave a light shrug. "What did you say your na was again?"
"Bale." He said, less clumsily this ti.
I nodded and dragged Penny’s reins and rode off with a loud Hiah!
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