Today's gunna be a good day
10-23-2017, 05:27 PM
He laughed heartily at her statement, delighted by her enthusiasm and laid on his hip to make himself more comfortable. “You’ve never heard of Spriggans before?” He asked with feigned disbelief, raising an eyebrow suspiciously. “Well...You must be a very well behaved little girl!” He exclaimed with a grin. “Spriggans are one of the small folk. They’re wolves, like us, but they’re the size of mice” He explained with the same emphasizes his nan had used when she told him and his sisters about the wee-folk as she had called them with her thick Parth accent.
“but you see, if they were made of skin and fur-“ He said, pausing to poke the downy fur of her chest with his cold nose. “-Like you and I, they would die far too easily. Instead, they are made entirely out of tree bark, with teeth made of thorns, and they can climb trees just as easily as beetles.” He said and paused to see her reaction. “But-!” He said, raising his head and narrowing his eyes slightly “They love to play tricks, especially on bad little pups who are mean to the trees.” He explained with an air of caution. “So tell me Caelestis…” He tailed off, lowering his head to look directly in her mismatched eyes as if she might tell a lie. “Have you been mean to the trees?”
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