Sweetness and Lighting
05-25-2018, 02:36 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-13-2019, 12:01 PM by Célestin.)
Célestin was pouting at the mouth of the den his family shared. Realistically he knew that his mother was likely not going to push to hard to keep to Uncle Torin's choice of punishment but he had managed to have the obedience scared into him by all that had happened at the border. That didn't mean he wasn't dying to get out and explore. The boy whined, splayed out on his stomach and head resting on his paws. Without an adult to accompany him he was locked into his place, he halfheartedly scanned the horizon for someone who might be willing to spend some time babysitting him so he could stretch his legs. Still there was a seed of fear that he might spot Zell and to be honest he wasn't even sure how his Uncle Torin would take to him... both of them had been very very scary the last time he'd seen them. Walk, "Talk", Think |
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