And thus, with but a few very simple words, it was final. Jasper had a roommate, or whatever the younger male could be referred to as. It might have been simple in the way that is suddenly just 'was', he'd come and stay in the tree house, Jasper would help take care of him, but in the mind of the blonde male it was so much more complicated. Another bed would have to be made, blankets and pillows and all of those things that he used to keep himself comfortable, and then he'd have to actually find a place to put it. Of course, Jasper didn't have quite as much stuff as he liked to think, but all the same he would have to rearrange to make room for Seti. Jasper, the boy who's family had up and wandered off one day, leaving him to follow behind and try to find them, the boy whose only friend was a ghost, now had an actual breathing friend. It was warming in a way, comforting really, but frightening in so many others. Even the way that the younger male said his name made him smile. Watching in silence as the boy darted for the wagon, Jasper reached forward to grab hold of the handle once more, pushing himself to stand at his full height. "Alright! Lets go!" And off he went, turning himself and the wagon back toward the pack lands. The fish would have to wait. "I'll take ya to the old city sometime, we can find ya some stuff there, like toys or somethin', so you can have your own stuff too." He offered as they went along, but the calm of their trip wouldn't last for very long. For a very brief moment Jasper grinned to himself. "Hold on!" He shouted suddenly, picking up speed at a gradual pace. He didn't want Seti to go flying out of the wagon, after all. He kept this up until he was at a decent pace, pulling the wagon and his new friend through the snow. |