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10-22-2016, 12:16 PM
She turned back around and said that it was a trumpeter swan, and Fable's head flopped over to one side as he eyed her with a wide gaze. She told him about the markings, and the boy eagerly looked down and nodded his head. Yay, he was learning things! Looking up at the woman with a huge smile, his tail beat against the side of the bird. "You 'r' wery smarts! Can you teach me more?" he asked, bouncing up and down where he stood. There was nothing that he loved more than learning something, anything really. And this woman, named Fortune, seemed to know a lot about birds and stuff! He didn't know much around them, so it would be great to know all their names and stuff. Maybe then he could catch them all and bring them back for his Ma, maybe she would come back then! Yeah, if he was a good boy and caught lots of food she just had to come back, right? How could she say no to all the feathers and fresh meat? He certainly couldn't. Fortune said that she led hunts, and Fable's eyes grew even wider. His mouth opened to form a little 'o' shape, a look of pure wonderment taking over his puppy features. "You wead dem? That is the coolest fing eva! You must be wery goods and huntin' if you wead all da woofs on a hunt! Oh pwease oh pwease teach me? I pwomise to be gewds! I learn wrerry fast like, and den I can go an' show off! Den Ma will come home 'cause I will be so gewds!" The young boy danced from paw to paw, obvious excitement causing his body to tremor. Walk, "Talk" Think |