My Precious Ones
09-09-2015, 05:55 PM
A task was given by the pack leader instead of the boy's master, causing him to look up at Arietta, seeking approval before moving. She nodded and immediately he took off, turning around and bounding down the hallway, bronze eyes looking around for something to carry water in. There, a domed piece of metal that had broken off the ship. It would be looked over quickly then picked up in his jaws once the boy thought it was clean enough. Next he would run down the path he had come from, making his way up to the deck where he would look around frantically for some melted snow collected somewhere. There. Quickly he ran over and dipped the metal in, watching the liquid slide inside and filling it partially.
Squirrel would then run back quickly but carefully, making sure not to spill anything more than a few droplets. And when at the door he slowed and padded inside, coming up to the female's sides and setting the metal next to Arietta's head so she could get a drink. Face scrunched up at the strong scent of blood, paws carrying him back and away as bronze eyes lay over the small puddle forming around the mistress' rear. |