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“I might show you someday!”
He allowed a coy smile to spread across his lips and he once again ruffled her ears against her head. He was still on the floor and his stomach felt tight with hunger. He would remain like this until they found food. He had remained in this state for a damn sight longer than what he was now. Cinnamon backed ears perked as the tail end of her questions got him. What was winter like? He had no idea. He didn't want to lie, but he also didn't feel like being stupid either. His father had often said that when the cold winds of winter hit, they would be snuggled up at home. On this, he answered her.
“Cold... And windy! We'll find out soon enough, apparently its not far around the corner.”
He chuckled before stretching out his form and standing. He was much taller than Mia, but he really needed to fill out in muscle size. Her soft laugh filled his ears and he realised he was quite fond of the little female. He laughed as she caught him at his own game. He dipped his head and softly allowed it to bump against her forehead. His lips stretched in a grin that showed his teeth, but in a non threatening way.
“I am very tired actually! We should go home.”
He pushed the side of her body with his head towards the direction of home. It wasn't too far away and they would be back in no time. He would see if anyone had left any food for them, and if not he would attempt to hunt for something, a rabbit maybe. A soft smile danced over his lips as he trotted behind the young pup, headed for home.
-saul and mia leave-
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ooc;; thread finished? We can leave it there, or you can have on last post if you want!
His stomach felt so empty and hollow at that point that it was beginning to hurt. It was odd that he, who had survived on so little, was now suddenly hungry all the time. He wondered briefly about what he would have been like without this apparent eating disorder in the way. He didn't know if he would be the same at all. Would he still be this hungry? He thought he probably would be. It got him thinking about his future, what he wanted to do with his life. He knew he was interested in herbs and their properties, so perhaps he would train to be a healer. But he could also see himself as a Scout, defending Dahlia and protecting his family. He would be straight into that profession, had he not known about the aggressive loners who often pace others borders. It was well known that Saul was not a fighter. Her soft voice, demanding none-the less infiltrated his mind, demanding answers.“I might show you someday!”
He allowed a coy smile to spread across his lips and he once again ruffled her ears against her head. He was still on the floor and his stomach felt tight with hunger. He would remain like this until they found food. He had remained in this state for a damn sight longer than what he was now. Cinnamon backed ears perked as the tail end of her questions got him. What was winter like? He had no idea. He didn't want to lie, but he also didn't feel like being stupid either. His father had often said that when the cold winds of winter hit, they would be snuggled up at home. On this, he answered her.
“Cold... And windy! We'll find out soon enough, apparently its not far around the corner.”
He chuckled before stretching out his form and standing. He was much taller than Mia, but he really needed to fill out in muscle size. Her soft laugh filled his ears and he realised he was quite fond of the little female. He laughed as she caught him at his own game. He dipped his head and softly allowed it to bump against her forehead. His lips stretched in a grin that showed his teeth, but in a non threatening way.
“I am very tired actually! We should go home.”
He pushed the side of her body with his head towards the direction of home. It wasn't too far away and they would be back in no time. He would see if anyone had left any food for them, and if not he would attempt to hunt for something, a rabbit maybe. A soft smile danced over his lips as he trotted behind the young pup, headed for home.
-saul and mia leave-
word count;; 462
"speech"