Dinner Date for Old Farts

He was relieved that it didn't take her long, still doubting that she would continue to stick around. She hadn't been far because it didn't take her long at all to come strolling over to him. She let her rump fall to the earth, her tail lightly beating the ground and she looked to him, his one good gold eye looking back her her. She then asked him what was up before placing her chin on top of his head and resting it there. This was still so foreign to him, this closeness and this contact, but he liked it. He tried not to show how much he liked it, but he couldn't help but smile and wag his tail in return.

He had been more and more thankful for their encounter and the fact he wasn't completely alone anymore. Cealum had offered for him to come back to Abaven, but after his blow up with Zeph he was even more sure that he should just stay away from them. He didn't want anymore trouble with them and wanted his friends to live out the rest of their days happily and focused on what was left of their blood family.

"Feel up for some hunting today?" he asked her. "There's a small herd of deer far ahead, ripe for picking out a meal."


"Talk." & 'Think'