meet me half way
09-23-2016, 08:21 AM
Fortune needn't worry if he was able to keep up or not. He was an excessively massive creature and his long lanky legs could easily keep up with the girl's jog. While she wasn't short, he had the kind of ground eating stride that let him keep up with just about anything without effort. He was underweight himself from an improper diet and then sometimes he just couldn't find anything to eat at all. The less weight he had gave him a scraggly kind of look that hinted that he had more filling out to do, but overall made him slightly faster than if he was as bulky as he was supposed to be. So he trailed along after her and kept himself not far from her as she led the way. She started another conversation and he found himself looking away from her gaze as she mentioned she hunted. He hadn't minded that, but it was being asked what he did in return that bothered him. The thought reminded him of his healing lesson in Donostrea and how he'd never gotten to finish them. He'd never even started his fight training, and he was mediocre at hunting and that was giving himself a little bit of credit. He'd only learned to hunt on his own because it was that or die. Any time he could he lived off scraps and other things like duck eggs if he could find them. It certainly wasn't an admirable life. "I'm... not really good at anything." He muttered. "No one ever taught me." Walk, "Talk" Think |