07-30-2014, 03:10 PM
Calvin sighed and felt his face cooling off as Sierra mentioned Snow's rather erotic sending. The tension dissipated and Calvin began to feel a little less embarrassed as Sierra spoke about her journey as a photographer. It sounded a little like how he grew up. He learned his trade by experimenting and doing.
That led to a natural discussion on nature. Most of her shots were in nature and quite a bit of them had to do with wolves. It was a nice way to introduce his own love of nature.
"I began to notice the world around me at a young age. Mostly it was mother's influence. She was a Native American Indian and had a love for nature that I've not seen many have. She taught me to really see things. You know...not just seeing things, but actually seeing things."
Calvin emphasized the words. "I'm not sure if that makes sense or not, but really she taught me to respect nature and always be thankful for what we had."
Calvin stopped for a second and took a drink of his coffee. She mentioned her first contact with the wolves. His came from tragedy. He had learned to accept it, but was afraid to bring it up. What if it reopened the wounds.
Calvin thought about how much it had helped when he had told Connor about his lost. He decided that telling her would help, but not wanting to completely ruin the mood again, he thought that he would only briefly mention his issue.
"I started to contact the wolves as a result to a series of tragedies. I didn't understand it until I met Whispering Leaf. I used my ability to try to bury what I felt. I think that's why the wolves didn't like me being in the dream."
Calvin didn't want to say more about it right now. It was enough for now. "You mentioned a bunker, were you in a military family?"
That led to a natural discussion on nature. Most of her shots were in nature and quite a bit of them had to do with wolves. It was a nice way to introduce his own love of nature.
"I began to notice the world around me at a young age. Mostly it was mother's influence. She was a Native American Indian and had a love for nature that I've not seen many have. She taught me to really see things. You know...not just seeing things, but actually seeing things."
Calvin emphasized the words. "I'm not sure if that makes sense or not, but really she taught me to respect nature and always be thankful for what we had."
Calvin stopped for a second and took a drink of his coffee. She mentioned her first contact with the wolves. His came from tragedy. He had learned to accept it, but was afraid to bring it up. What if it reopened the wounds.
Calvin thought about how much it had helped when he had told Connor about his lost. He decided that telling her would help, but not wanting to completely ruin the mood again, he thought that he would only briefly mention his issue.
"I started to contact the wolves as a result to a series of tragedies. I didn't understand it until I met Whispering Leaf. I used my ability to try to bury what I felt. I think that's why the wolves didn't like me being in the dream."
Calvin didn't want to say more about it right now. It was enough for now. "You mentioned a bunker, were you in a military family?"