weird vacationpost! WC: --
Denver had caught his breath by now, and his pale eyes steadied on Caspa. She did not look much different than she had in the so-called Kingdom, but nonetheless she held his attention. The strange girl had always intrigued him; they weren't exactly friends, but they were far from enemies. If Denver could have managed to have a friend, she may have been one of his first choices.
She asked about changes, and his brown-tinted eyebrows raised slightly. What did she know of Salsola? Did she know anything? As quickly as they'd gone up, his brows furrowed and tilted his head in a curious manner, mimicking her own posture. It was a far walk from Cours des Miracles; he wondered whether she really had more purpose than just a simple walk? "Changes, eh... ? What kinda changes're you talkin' 'bout?" His voice was sly, hinting that he did know something of what she wanted to know. The dog was aware of how his odd new home worked, and knew that he should be as silent as he could about the place. But Caspa was different, and if she wanted to join them, he could certainly be sure she was found useful. After all, he knew her to be a fairly smart girl; they'd escaped together from the ravenous horse-beast back in the Kingdom, after all.
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