Can't Wage War On An Empty Stomach [RAZI]
08-26-2017, 09:24 PM
Razi was stoic, as she had always been. Even as a youth, Amon remembered her as taciturn and oft removed from the typical joys of puphood. It had not surprised him when she'd chosen the path of a healer, and surprised him even less to see that she had not changed much in the time he had been apart from her. Of course, these were not bad things. He appreciated knowing that there was at least one more in the family he could consider as having a level head on their shoulders. Only the Fallen God knew how slim that number truly was, as Amon himself could only hazard guesses. He drank in her calm appraisal, glad to know that she had put her faith solidly with them, though it would have seemed preposterous to him if she'd voiced anything else. She received the pride he held for his children in much the same way. He could not, and would not, restrain this facet of his personality. Razi pressed onwards, wondering after their ranks and whether or not their time for movement was nigh. I was a sobering thought for he found that he did not truly know. He let out a low rumble, evidence of his discomfort though not an emotion direction at his half-sister's words. "Would that I knew," he groused. "Our lot are proving as wayward as a herd of caribou. I can't blame them, of course. Inaction does not suit any of us well. I can only hope they are spending their time wisely and will be ready when the time comes. I should think that once our pups are strong enough to hold their own against another will be all the waiting we need to suffer through." His voice trailed off as his nose twitched. The scent of rabbit feces was fresh and strong, and gave him pause. A rabbit or three would be a good meal for Naamah, and the pups as well if they were to choose flesh over milk for this meal. They were nearing the age where hunting for them would become a regular chore, and he could not say he was eager for it. For now, a warren of rabbit would do just fine. He turned to Razi to see if she had scented the same. "Talk" "You" Think |
Amon is prone to foul language, insulting comments, and the occasional act of violence.
His children are welcome in any and all of his threads!
His children are welcome in any and all of his threads!
