breakfast
11-14-2016, 09:01 PM
| Fortune grins at Fable, watching the child as he bounces and bounds. She's enjoying herself, walking with the child, steps high and confident. It's beautiful. She feels fantastic. Brilliance seems to radiate off the pair in the early morning, feeling a golden autumn sun on their coats. "It's too cold. Can't have you freezing to death." Fortune chuckles softly, stepping high over a fallen log and turning to wait for the boy. If need be she could pick him up by the scruff and set him over, but he was a capable child. Fortune trusts him. "You can talk, but quietly," Fortune's eyes are gently alight where she stands beside the boy, a decent view of the lake before them. It's a beautiful place, and she loves it as such. There are birds, gamebirds everywhere. Those that have not fled for warmer temperatures populate the lake and the surrounding areas, spread out among the land. "Ask away, and then I'll tell you what we missed," her tail wags, looking to the pup. It would be fantastic. fortune shock & awe |