Re: putting myself in the place of the oracle

POSTED: Sat Jan 12, 2019 4:41 pm

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Her answer was sufficient enough, and Bennett smiled, pleased with his own cleverness. He had a sharp look to his face, something which hinted at wickedness. The way his markings accented his eyes and mouth seemed to enhance this, like a painted face.

Okay, he agreed quickly, wagging his bushy tail. This was his first winter and though his pelt had grown in it, and his size, betrayed his youth. He was still fluffy in some places and sleeker in others. Adolescence had been slow-going with his development, perhaps stalled by what he had endured as a young puppy. Though he could not remember those times, or how much his father had done to ensure he and his brother lived, Bennett endured the aftermath of these events.

Now he felt like he was trying to be an adult and relearn who he was all at once.

Ragna said she saw pigs the other day, Bennett informed Saga. He had been very proud of befriending (more or less) the stoic soldier and liked to brag about it. I'm not sure exactly where, but we could look for those. I know where some groundhogs live, he added with a flash of his pearly teeth. They're pretty fat!

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POSTED: Sat Jan 12, 2019 6:25 pm

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A foxlike expression lit the boy's face, a self-satisfied smirk, and the Starkhelm was pleased to see some light in Bennett now. The nagging voice in the back of Saga's mind rose its voice again and she considered that perhaps if she managed to keep her children alive long enough to see them stand in front of her as Bennett was now, she could have some success with parenting. Naively she figured that it couldn't be that difficult, at least not for the first few months.

Dragging herself back into the present, verdant eyes refocused on Linden's son and his hawklike eyes. 'Pigs?' she echoed, curious at the suggestion. Saga couldn't place a location where she knew pigs could, or would, be, but between the two of them, she figured they could make a decent attempt at finding them. Groundhogs, his other suggestion, was even more plausible given that he knew the exact location. Choosing his own personal suggestion felt, again, like a wise decision, especially given the validity of it. Proudly his white teeth split his pale snout and Saga nodded in agreement, 'A groundhog hunt sounds promising.' Behind her, her tail wagged with pleasure. She was becoming fairly fond of the boy.
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POSTED: Wed Jan 16, 2019 5:01 pm

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That's what Ragna said, Bennett repeated. A twinge of annoyance bled into his voice. He was terribly impatient, all things considered. Luckily, Saga was quick enough to decide and get them back in motion once more.

Cool, follow me! he barked, turning on his heels. Running was the best way to get anywhere, and he was eager to show how fast he was. Owing to his size, he was more nimble than he looked, and sprung over uneven ground and obstacles with quick-footed leaps that landed with surprising daintiness when they fell.

Though he followed along the same path he had been running on previously, Bennett soon diverted away from the river. He turned right and carried on over a narrow trail that might have been carved by deer or traveling horses. In some places the grass grew to such a height that he was practically swallowed by it, though his tail would flag up like a plume as he raced along.

As they neared the clearing, Bennett slowed. He was panting to cool himself and had bits of brush and grass stuck to his shaggy fur. Ahead of them a rolling field dotted with overgrown bushes spread. The grass here was equally tall, mostly flattened by snow, and the obvious signs of tracks had been left by the critters that lived in the area.

Breath steaming, Bennett turned to Saga. This is the place, he announced.

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