Mornings are pink

[Dawali Amara]

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Lyst te å jer denne? "Include in one thread that your character plays a game (alone or with another character)." - season game. Word Count: 567 Holding a blanket in his hand, and a satchel over his shoulder, Dawali easily stepped over a root protruding from the path. Those yellow eyes of his did not even look down, as he knew where it was very well. Actually, the first time he had noticed its presence he had fallen very gracefully on his face because of it. After that he never forgot its position - that was how much of a grudge he felt for the piece of dead wood. He had been on his way to visit Tayui, only days after the pups were born, but his furs and hair had been so filthy after his adventure in the dirty and beat-up snow that he had had to turn back and clean and warm himself. Normally, when he walked anywhere, he held a high pace, thus his temperature was formidable. All of that snow had melted on him, and made his pelt soggy. No one, probably, would have wanted to face a friend in that condition. It was not pride or vanity, but necessity. The woven blanket in a white-furred hand had several patterns on it, in four different colors. Dawali had originally made another blanket, although that one had turned out to become too much of a failure, thus he had made another. Though it was not long since the pups had been born, he still wished to give Tay a gift, a few small things, because any help was good help. He had raised Aiyanna on his own - he knew how hard it could be, and Tay had four! She would need the help she could get, probably, unless her children were extremely well behaved. They certainly had seemed to be last time he saw them. The path turned, and when Dawali was nearly at the entrance of the den, he noticed a little speck of color by the root of a tree nearby, illuminated by the bright and crisp morning sun. Pink..? Oh and there was brown, too. Was it one of the pups? But what was that pink thing? Curious, Dawali moved closer, although took great care to be calm and not abrupt - children could scare easily, and the last thing he wanted was a scene with one of them in tears running back to his or her mother for comfort. Dawali was good with children, or at least he had been so far. As he got close enough, the male picked up a few words, childishly formed sentences with wrong grammar and wrong nouns. But it was cute, and the littler was very young - any word at all would be charming. Smiling mildly, Dawali took a few steps closer, put one knee to the ground and rested his lower arms on the other, crouched, and included himself in the conversation. Why, hello there! Waiting a few seconds, Dawali wanted to see her reaction before he said anything else. She might not accept him at all, and if she did it would be best if he left her alone. Then he could simply talk to her mother, as he had intended in the beginning. If she did accept him, however, perhaps they could entertain one another for a while - it did not seem as if Tayui was up, and he heard no noise from any other pups. She was an early riser, this one then.

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