Prized In Your Eyes

"Talk" Walk

They'd been here a few weeks now, and he was finally starting to settle in a bit. Their den was finished, and Ignis had spent a significant amount of time sculpting it out so that it was nice and roomy for the three of them, and making it feel like home. He wanted to do more to it, like excavating more...and maybe making cubby holes or something like that for him to store random things he found. Heck, maybe he could even surprise his sister with a space of her own to store her things, or maybe a little hideaway in there so she could get her own space if he got too annoying for her. He laughed to himself at that thought. While he was still a little unsure and reserved, he would eventually open up when he discovered more about his personality. He didn't have to feel like he was walking on eggshells like he felt in Ruina, where one wrong word or step meant getting his father mad. But his father wasn't here anymore, and thinking about him soured his mood.

Why do I even still care about that old bastard? He left us! Huffing, he turned his gaze to the scenery below. He was perched atop a large boulder overlooking the plains, the scent, and sounds of creatures he'd never seen before all around him. He swore he had seen a few giant worm looking things slithering around, but he didn't know what they were. Likewise, he could smell rabbits and saw the occasional ears sticking out of the grass as they wandered around. It was early enough, maybe he could grab a couple for breakfast or something? Then again, the thought of hunting alone in this strange place didn't sound too appealing...