stay happy there

*Valentine* · 11-01-2015, 03:03 PM

The tractor was in a state of disrepair. While it was largely protected from the elements time had not been kind to it. Its tires had long since gone flat and it now sat on its rims in the dusty, brittle hay. What was left of its tires were shriveled and heavily cracked, and they reminded Valentine of a riverbed scorched in the sun. A heavy layer of dust and grit blanketed the contraption. In some places it was so thick that its 'skin' looked gray instead of green.

Stepping up onto one of the rusty, yellow rims with his front paws Valentine stretched out his neck and attempted to brush his nose against the glass of one of the tractor's windows. This relic was a lot like the one outside that he treasured, but, protected as this one was from the elements, this one was in far better condition. Through the glass he could see that the plush leathery nest inside still looked relatively plush and leathery, and when compared to the nest inside the relic outside, looked downright luxurious. The one he sat on while keeping an eye on the border was worn thin and bits of metal poked through in places. Those bits of metal made sitting a minor adventure. Staring at the seat, Valentine was tempted to see if he could get inside and rip that thing off. If he could put it in the relic outside that would make his lookout tower a bit more comfortable.

Aki offered a possible explanation for the old metal contraption and Valentine shrugged as his gaze sought out the rafters thoughtfully. He didn't really think there were such things as gods, but it was as good an explanation as any. "Perhaps so." Aki's tail brushed against his thigh as the rogue passed by and the gentle touch immediately captured Valentine's full attention. His gaze came down from the rafters to lock on Aki's retreating form. Dropping back down to the ground, the brute aimed a teasing, retaliatory snap at the rogue's tail in the hopes of playfully snagging the tip of it. He didn't seek a grip on it, rather, the kind of light touch that the simple act of walking away could be enough to grant it freedom.

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