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Hawthorn · 11/21/2025, 4:24 AM

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Nóttin was soft in a way that Hawthorn was receptive to. There was a gentility and kindness behind the Northern man's tone that seemed to melt a bit of the boy's social anxiety. Still, Hawthorn wanted nothing more than to make a good impression — it was imperative that he remained in the good graces of the leaders of this pack. They'd done his family a favor, afterall, taking them in when their home had become compromised.

Though the details of that were ... fuzzy at best.

Alright si— he caught himself Nóttin! The correction was quick, his tail waving gently beneath him as he looked upward toward the older male with a respectful smile.

And when Nóttin began to speak of his mother, there was a warmth that crossed his features, the stories spinning, enticing him to listen with a respectful silence. Hawthorn ate it up, respectfully silent as Nóttin regaled the tales of his past. Hawthorn had had no idea that his mother had known so many wolves! It made sense, he supposed, but ... Wow, he'd comment, green eyes glittering a bit as he attempted to contain his newfound excitement.

Did you know my dad, too? There was a gentle innocence there, and he was in those moments just a naive, hopeful boy. A boy hoping to learn more about a lineage that was all but a blur and a series of rose-colored stories told by his mother.

You think ... I have potential? Bewilderment persisted behind those leafy-green eyes, and Hawnthorn would look sheepishly toward his paws. I was ... gonna hunt some lunch for ... for mom. He didn't look up yet, perhaps still a bit embarrassed to admit what he was doing out here. Would ... you wanna help me? For some reason, he felt comfortable.

From beneath his eyelashes, he'd peer up at the ebon-clad male.

Still just a hopeful boy.

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Northern Alpines

the gentle druid