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Sat Mar 15, 2014 5:32 pm
Sun Apr 06, 2014 11:26 pm
304 sorry for the wait ahhh
Marrok had begun wandering further past the borders of New Dawn, although he wasn't about to begin heading south again just yet. He might head south, but he would most definitely have to be more careful than he had been the last time he had headed south. It was the reason why today, instead of walking on four paws, he walked on two. He was heading towards one of the nearby human cities to look for books, something he had always been interested in, but until now he hadn't been able to put much use to them because of his lack of hands. Now, though, he had hands, so he was heading off towards Amherst.
The boy had never really been in a human city. The cracked asphalt under his paws felt abnormal and when he first started walking on it each step was something of a jump, although he eventually got used to working on the strange material. He still took light steps, though, and moved as quickly as he could. Marrok had absolutely no idea what he was looking for and turned whenever there was a turn, taking the most random path possible. When he finally stopped walking, the New Dawner came across a rather large building. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a canine circling the building. She probably knows what this thing is, the Amarok boy thought. He sucked in a breath and then started heading towards the building, wondering why she would be circling it.
"H-hi," Marrok greeted, his voice shaking slightly when he spoke. The greeting was quiet, although not so quiet that she wouldn't be able to hear him. "What's this thing?" he asked, hoping that she had stopped walking. Hopefully, she wouldn't be a mean canine and hopefully she would answer his question.
Fri Apr 11, 2014 11:03 am
Tue Apr 22, 2014 11:33 pm
340 marrok is a dork.
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At the unfamiliar female's response to his question, an even more confused look spread across his face. "What's a squirt?" he asked immediately. He had never heard the term before and she assumed me meant a younger wolf, since he was obviously younger than she was. "And I'm, uh, talking about the thing, the..." the Amarok boy trailed off, searching for the word. There were several things around New Dawn that looked somewhat like the thing he was referring to, albeit in poor conidition — some of them had even been ripped apart by a few of the pack members. "The building!" Marrok exclaimed finally after a few moments of silence during which he was trying depertely to remember the term for the strange, old human thing.
"You said it's an asphalt?" he asked, head cocking slightly to the left when he spoke the question, desperately hoping that he had assumed that the building was called an asphalt. The stuff beneath his paws was probably the warehouse or... weren't buildings called houses sometimes, too? "I mean... it's a warehouse, isn't it?" he corrected, recognizing the word house after a bit more of thought. The skin beneath his fur was burning by now, turning red beneath the gray of his pelt from how embarrassed he was. He'd been getting pretty much everything about the city wrong, and he was determined not to mess up anymore, although the likelyhood that he would mess up more terms was high, especially if he continued to blurt everything out without pausing to think.
Shuffling his paws against the hard ground beneath them, his hands hanging at his sides, Marrok parted his jaws to attempt to ask a question — hopefully the stranger hadn't turned and walked away by now since he probably seemed extremely idiotic. "What's inside it? The, uh, warehouse, I mean" he asked, glancing towards the building. He decided that the building was probably called a warehouse and not an asphalt. The Amarok boy would probably regret his mix-up of terms for awhile.