Contrary to what Shigure had initially expected, these wolves look quite sweet. They may not be small creatures the likes of which he tends to befriend in every forest he visits, but the principal of approaching them is, no doubt, the same: be calm and quiet and show them you mean no harm. The bluenette slips into the yard and spots a familiar figure nudging one of the lupines with his staff. He chuckles at the sight.
“I don’t believe they’ll get up if you do that,” he remarks, drawing closer to the older teen. “Hello, Dwyer. It’s lovely to see you here in Fódlan. How have you been?”
He takes a seat near another wolf, this one with a lovely snow-white coat. Best to take it slow when earning an animal’s trust, as he knows well from experience. Glancing up at the other, Shigure once again finds himself glad for the possibility of meeting his friends here; even if he’s made some new ones, seeing his old ones and knowing they’re alive and well sets him at ease. They had all gone their own ways after the war… it’s nice, to meet up every once in a while.
Reaching out, Shigure strokes the wolf’s fluffy side. The wolf snuffles but doesn’t move away, so the bluenette inches closer until he’s smoothing the fur down on the canine’s head. A thumping behind him makes him glance back and find the wolf’s tail wagging heartily—seems he’s taking the correct steps. He turns back and strokes the wolf on its head and neck, scratching behind its ears. The wolf pants, tongue lolling out, before flipping onto its back and whining, pawing at Shigure. The teen laughs and rubs its belly, and it give a happy bark. “Goodness, aren’t you a friendly one! What a sweet and majestic creature you are! Oh, what a darling companion you must make, yes, how delightful!”
“Rarf!” Well, the wolf must be extremely pleased by the praise he’s showering on it. Giggling, the bluenette turns back to his friend.
“Did you see how I earned its trust? Simply respect it and show it you mean no harm and you will no doubt befriend one by the end of this afternoon. It’s really quite simple, if you think about it, isn’t it?” He smiles at Dwyer in encouragement. “Why don’t you try?”
Ah. Shigure. Yes, they knew each other quite well. You really do grow to make quite the connections with your comrades in literal war.
Shigure is, and always has been, quite a pleasant presence, pleasant young man. He’s never too loud, never too boisterous in movements, and... kind of perfect in just about everything, seemingly. That last part would probably contrast and overshadow the other bits, give him a sense of bitter distaste, if Dwyer actually cared.
“Shigure. I’ve been... well, I’m here now.” Not sure if the question was asked for sake of a genuine answer, or just for sake of pleasantries. Meh. “Sure I could be a lot better if I was having a nice tea before a nap.”
Casual, ever-so-gently distant. Not willing to even try and touch at the baggage surrounding everything behind.
But Shigure makes fast friends with a capricious wolf, and Dwyer’s face scrunches immediate. Really? That easy, already? Or, maybe the dogs were actually far more amiable than he’d realized...
Wellp. Dwyer shuffles into taking a seat beside one, reaches out a hand to pet it...
--Only to yoink it back before the snap of jaws. The young man then keels over to the ground, fabric to dirt with a loud POMF, and quickly crawls away in practiced speed.
“--Nope. Nah. Unfortunately, you’re just a special case.”
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