04-23-2009, 03:06 PM
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| http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv28 ... /raven.png); background-repeat: no-repeat; background-position: bottom; border:1px solid black;"> Word Count: 423 Dawali chuckled between bites (oh how he seemed to chuckle this whole morning away!), looking at the overly eager girl munch away at the too big portion of rabbit. Even when saying a simple "yes please" or whatever the sentence had been, the girl managed to fail miserably at grammar - but it was adorable, nonetheless. His paternal instinct was off the roof today it seemed, and somehow he wanted nothing more than to have the children of the tribe adore him. Indeed, perhaps a puppysitter rank would suit him better... But he would naturally not stray from his chosen path. And also, the puppysitter ranks were reserved for the female. Not because he believed that that was the female place in the tribe or anything line that, but simply because most mothers felt safer when there was another woman tending their children. Also, the women had a completely different way of relating to the kids; most of the time the males in the tribe (at least back when they had been so many, compared to now) were on the joking side with the pups, whereas the females reprimanded the males, and re-educated the children after the men had gotten weird ideas into their little heads. He was probably suited better for the rank and profession he now held, but it was tempting nonetheless. Soon he'd probably be too old to follow their tempo anyways. The girl "fed" her son Toefur as he took a little nibble of a part he'd torn of the rabbit body itself, although he was starting to feel satisfied already. He hadn't been as hungry as the child, and the portions they'd devoured weren't that different in size. Dawali never ate large meals anyway. Soon a grateful (and again grammatically slaughtered) sentence could be heard from the child, and Dawali smiled, swallowed the meat and reached out for her again. His arms were very long! One finger only barely poked her tummy, now bulging with the recently eaten rabbit, and agreed very much to this statement. Yes it was, and I think Noir had almost little bit too much, too! Smiling again, the man turned to look to the direction of Tay's den. Nope - the family was still not awake. Then his yellow gaze landed onto the girl again, and suddenly his face was all secrets and mystery. His voice was just a whisper as he leaned close to her and spoke into her ear. I have an idea! Do you want to know what it is? |