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Clingin' to insanity In hopes the world will ease up
Frodo nodded soundly, as he figured Nate would overtake his sister in growth eventually, as was the way of males and females. Or at least, Frodo hoped he would, or at least reach an equal height with his sister... if he stayed runtier than most girls, he could easily be picked on. The ginger-haired male sniffed in the air and then turned to Io's mate, who pointed out the dangers of bringing a pup hunting. Frodo had weighed up the possibilities of his son getting injured during the mission, sure, but he knew that ultimately the pup would benefit from watching the adults at work. He's comin along, but don't worry yerself, he'll be as safe as milk. he flashed a fond look at the pup before tightening the straps on the basket.
His fingers went to the bow on his shoulder, almost to make sure it was still there. Then he heard Io and Jaro say that they were going to hunt without weapons, and Frodo considered this for a while before placing his bow and quiver on the ground. Guess I'll be doin' the same. he said, cracking his knuckles in preparation. There's a coupla boar north of here. he commented, beckoning them both with his hand as he assumed they'd be the only ones hunting today. The curly furred wolf set off at a slight jog towards the horizon, his tail swishing lazily behind him. Nate bounced up and down in the basket but managed to stay inside somehow, the black and white pup pretty startled but otherwise excited for what was going to happen. His father had told him they were doing something important today, but he'd forgotten what it was they were doing. Such was the way of a pup. He was very curious though, and though he had a small attention span he was eager to pay attention today, especially if it would impress his father. He liked impressing people, making them proud, making them happy. Nate was just naturally eager to please. Which was a good trait in a pup, it would mean obedience and a willing to work and cooperate.