05-05-2009, 09:25 AM
Soon the grasshopper that Oceane had so proudly captured had been devoured. Moose smiled at the youth. Bugs were not his meal of choice, but he remembered eating many throughout his life time. Especially when running and one rings the mouth... just the thought of that made his stomach try to turn. The crunchy chitin skin was not for him.
Absentmindedly his tail swished at another tuft of flora in search of more tiny prey for tiny predator, but alas, none emerged from their hiding if any where there at all. "Och, it does no' look lahke there are namore aboot 'ere." From the small fae's words it was apparent she had never been far from home. "But.. but.. it's never warm?" she had whined, her eyes enormous at the thought of year-round snow.
"Aye, 'tis snowy all tha tahme... sa Ah'm a 'xpert a' makin' snaow angels." Fatherly concern came over him momentarily, and he posed a question that had been lingering around the edges of his mind. "Oceane, jist 'ow lawng d'ye plan on 'venturin'?"
Absentmindedly his tail swished at another tuft of flora in search of more tiny prey for tiny predator, but alas, none emerged from their hiding if any where there at all. "Och, it does no' look lahke there are namore aboot 'ere." From the small fae's words it was apparent she had never been far from home. "But.. but.. it's never warm?" she had whined, her eyes enormous at the thought of year-round snow.
"Aye, 'tis snowy all tha tahme... sa Ah'm a 'xpert a' makin' snaow angels." Fatherly concern came over him momentarily, and he posed a question that had been lingering around the edges of his mind. "Oceane, jist 'ow lawng d'ye plan on 'venturin'?"