10-20-2010, 06:15 AM
[html]ooc;; apologies for the wait kris-dear!
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The bones of the first hare had been striped clean, his quick growing puppy teeth sharp. Before Nayru had even the chance to respond to him, he had lined up these bones beside him in a neat line from largest to smallest. Perhaps the young Stormbringer was developing some kind of obsessive personality, or an OCD. Whatever it was, it was certainly odd behaviour for a six month old puppy. Eyeing the second hare, Saul grabbed it by its scruff and began to tug at the cooling fur. It came away easily in his mouth and he was glad for the nutrition that came with it. Cinnamon-backed ears pricked forward as his heard his brothers name. A soft smile broke through his bloodied muzzle as Saul realised that his brother was still alive and well. Then again, Gideon may just be avoiding them. Confusion marred his handsome face as he gaze up at Nayru.
"I just have to find him first!"
He joked, snapping the rabbits neck. He was making quick work of this rabbit like the last, but the meat filled his belly much quicker now that it had shrunk. Two months with limited food had convinced his stomach to become smaller. It had resulted in him ultimately eating less when he did get food, because he had less room. She spoke again and the worry he had felt for his brother and sister came through again. He was safe sure, but Ascher and Shiloh were still out there. Perhaps it had just been him separated from their father and Shiloh and Ascher had manged to stay by Dreyrugr's side. He sourly hoped so, despite the flash of jealousy at the thought. The roll of his shoulders served as a shrug, although the concern on his face did not correlate with this careless guesture.
"Maybe Father kept hold of them in the storm and they went home with him... I hope they're safe..."
The latter was dropped to a whisper, just barely voicing the worry that had eaten at him from the moment he had made the decision to return to Nova Scotia. Had it been the right choice? Should he had stayed and looked for them? He didnt know, but he was here now. Between his paws were a pile of bones, each ragged with the muscles and tissues he had not yet pulled off them. He pawed one of them closer and began to rip the meat from the bones, just as he had done with the other set. He was an efficient eater, that was for sure. He had eaten everything off the first hare, excluding bones, and was fast on his way to completeing this job with the second one. She answered his next question and it bought a simple smile to his lips. His brother was successful here, and that made him glad that he had been left behind.
"Does that mean I'm family too?"
He chuckled, his joking tone completely different from his scared one a few moments ago. Such was the joy of being a puppy- you could so easily switch your mood and you would not have to explain yourself. Although right now, Saul wished that he could take some pressure away from their conversation- he didnt want her to feel as though she had to say he was family too. Afterall, this was the first time they had ever met. But he held his tongue, expression comical as he twisted his head and gazed up at her, a large rabbit bone hanging out of his mouth.
word count;; 597
"speech"
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The bones of the first hare had been striped clean, his quick growing puppy teeth sharp. Before Nayru had even the chance to respond to him, he had lined up these bones beside him in a neat line from largest to smallest. Perhaps the young Stormbringer was developing some kind of obsessive personality, or an OCD. Whatever it was, it was certainly odd behaviour for a six month old puppy. Eyeing the second hare, Saul grabbed it by its scruff and began to tug at the cooling fur. It came away easily in his mouth and he was glad for the nutrition that came with it. Cinnamon-backed ears pricked forward as his heard his brothers name. A soft smile broke through his bloodied muzzle as Saul realised that his brother was still alive and well. Then again, Gideon may just be avoiding them. Confusion marred his handsome face as he gaze up at Nayru.
"I just have to find him first!"
He joked, snapping the rabbits neck. He was making quick work of this rabbit like the last, but the meat filled his belly much quicker now that it had shrunk. Two months with limited food had convinced his stomach to become smaller. It had resulted in him ultimately eating less when he did get food, because he had less room. She spoke again and the worry he had felt for his brother and sister came through again. He was safe sure, but Ascher and Shiloh were still out there. Perhaps it had just been him separated from their father and Shiloh and Ascher had manged to stay by Dreyrugr's side. He sourly hoped so, despite the flash of jealousy at the thought. The roll of his shoulders served as a shrug, although the concern on his face did not correlate with this careless guesture.
"Maybe Father kept hold of them in the storm and they went home with him... I hope they're safe..."
The latter was dropped to a whisper, just barely voicing the worry that had eaten at him from the moment he had made the decision to return to Nova Scotia. Had it been the right choice? Should he had stayed and looked for them? He didnt know, but he was here now. Between his paws were a pile of bones, each ragged with the muscles and tissues he had not yet pulled off them. He pawed one of them closer and began to rip the meat from the bones, just as he had done with the other set. He was an efficient eater, that was for sure. He had eaten everything off the first hare, excluding bones, and was fast on his way to completeing this job with the second one. She answered his next question and it bought a simple smile to his lips. His brother was successful here, and that made him glad that he had been left behind.
"Does that mean I'm family too?"
He chuckled, his joking tone completely different from his scared one a few moments ago. Such was the joy of being a puppy- you could so easily switch your mood and you would not have to explain yourself. Although right now, Saul wished that he could take some pressure away from their conversation- he didnt want her to feel as though she had to say he was family too. Afterall, this was the first time they had ever met. But he held his tongue, expression comical as he twisted his head and gazed up at her, a large rabbit bone hanging out of his mouth.
word count;; 597
"speech"