belladonna and nightshade
ft deathbelle
06-26-2019, 03:28 PM
he said nothing as she approached, though made no outward movement either. nothing that sounded alarm from the man. the plant he had gathered was tucked against his stomach, which he adjusted now to carry. "good" he'd reply, his voice muffled. his eyes falling from her face to the ground as he did a quick look around the general area. so that stranger hadn't just been bullshitting him. turns out he could somewhat trust what the people here said. who knew? though he couldn't exactly see the marshmallow around here, he'd take her word for it. it seemed Deathbelle had the intention to either join him or show him where it was. either way, he'd turn away from her to where she indicated, his pale eyes peering further down. by now, the day had turned to a soft evening. purples and pinks flew across the sky above them. the beginning of stars almost visible. "coming?" he'd mouth around his horsetail plant, extending a formal invitation before marching off himself. if she wasn't going with him, he'd find it himself. he knew what marshmallow looked like. but before he went off completely, he'd turn to the holes he had dug. without a word to the woman, he'd scrape dirt over them so no wolf sprained their paw because of him. satisfied now, he'd give a glance backward and walk away. |
holland is not a nice character typically; his views do not reflect my own.