If My Soul Could Sing
11-06-2016, 02:09 PM
He felt stupid, not only had he run right into the leader but then he blamed her for it. He was going to be in so much trouble, wasn't he? He looked up at Faite with wide eyes, his tail tucked right against his belly. Would she be mad at him? Holding his breath, his cheeks puffed out as he waited for her to speak. His head was getting all fussy from not breathing, so when she finally spoke he blew out the breath is one big rush, shaking his head back and forth to get rid of the silly feeling. She gestured to her leg, saying that it was all good. He let out a sigh, leaning forward to try and lick at the spot that he had run into. Part of him was a little bit offended though, he would have thought that he would have hurt her a little bit. Fable's lower lip threatened to puff out in a pout, but he resisted the urge as he pulled back and looked up at her. It felt good when she nuzzled his head though, a warm feeling spreading through him at the loving gesture. A sudden sadness hit him in the heart, and he walked over to lean against her. "I okays, I gwuess," he said softly, lifting his head to peer at her. She was a really nice lady, trying to make sure that he was okay and assuring him that no harm was done. Faite was nice and warm too, and he liked the feeling that filled him when she nuzzled her head. Excitement took over his features as his tongue flipped out of his mouth, his gray and white tail wagging behind him. "Fwaite, can you be our Ma? " he asked with a chipper tone, seeing no harm in asking this at all. "Ma isn't awround a wot an' you are so nice and warm, you make me feels happy! So cwould you? I will be a rweally good boy!" He said, a small whine leaving his maw. Da would like her too, she was pretty! It would be fun to have a mother again, and then if Ma ever came back then Faite could do back to doing... whatever it was that the adults did. It would just be a temporary thing, right? Then Da and the others wouldn't be so sad anymore, and everyone could be happy again. Walk, "Talk" Think |