warts and all
10-19-2018, 07:01 PM
It was hard to stay melancholy when you had a surprise in the works. As Valentine turned his attention to the task at hand the anticipation he felt helped to ease his troubled mind. The lump in his throat slowly shrank until it was little more than a nagging, sour taste in his mouth. "This," he said cryptically, "Used to be mine. Then it was yours, then ours, then our family's..." Would she be able to guess it? So many years were behind them that he would have understood if she'd forgotten. He could only guess at what those years had been like. What had happened to her. The many evils she'd been faced with no doubt eclipsed her memories of this den. Perhaps he should have spent his time working on other things. It was, after all, just a den. Valentine gently urged Rhythm forward while he hung back. "Your surprise is three steps in front of you." He considered the distance between Rhythm and the den's entrance with a frown and then amended, "Well, three giant steps for you. It's our den," he finally admitted. "I thought, if you wanted, you could store plants or something in it, or if you'd prefer to be here over being at the range...you know..." He shrugged, forgetting for a moment that the gesture would go unnoticed by Rhythm. While he personally preferred the tractor, he would understand if Rhythm wanted something a little more personal, something more integral to her history in Imperium. Given where she'd been all these years he would also understand if she wanted her own space and so he was prepared to give her that. |
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.