The answer comes in time
01-29-2016, 11:19 PM
Whatever they got for Finch had to be absolutely one-hundred percent perfect. They'd come a long way to find it, and he had no idea when they'd get another opportunity to come out here again. They might not even come back here ever. He didn't really know; so he wanted to get something that would exceed all the pretty things she'd ever gotten and ever found. He stifled another yawn as Lillie did, amused at how tired they both were. They had traveled a good distance. Sleeping sounded great right now, but he couldn't imagine wanting to stay away from home all day tomorrow. Lark would want to leave early in the morning, possibly at sunrise, so they had to find the thing they wanted now, not tomorrow. He huffed softly as he continued on, briefly pausing as she yelped nearby. His eyes narrowed as he watched her, seeing she'd stepped on something she shouldn't have. "Be careful," he'd offer some advice solemnly - though it was a bit too late for that. That was when something caught his eye. In the distance, too far to sprint over to without having to worry about stepping on something dangerous. He averted his eyes from Lillie, despite her sudden injury, navigating forward as though the object he had seen might be stolen before he could get to it. Perhaps he ought to have tended to his friend first, to see if she was okay, but this thing just looked.. perfect. It was a woven metal container, something Finch could easily pick up and carry things around it. And it didn't look that dangerous. Warily he loped forward, grabbing the handle between his jaws, picking it up. Not too heavy, and didn't feel sharp in his mouth. He turned to face Lillie, wondering what she thought of it. |
