we're both moles, then?
dutch
07-18-2019, 02:47 PM
Of course he had smelled that she was with child, but ever the gentleman, Dag didn't think it was polite to ask unless she offered. It wasn't the sort of thing you assumed about a lady unless you wanted to get bitten, and Dutch had already beaten him once in a spar. Trying not to think too sorely on it, he followed dutifully after the smaller female. It seemed like it took forever to make progress in the dark caves. Without light to help him tell the passing of time, it felt like it could have been days down here, not hours. How the hell did the dwarf live like this? She was hardly a wolf at all, maybe more like a mole. But if he had followed her down here, Dag supposed that made him a mole too. He chuckled to himself, lost in thought. As they rounded a corner and Dutch stopped, Dag ran into her rear. "Oi, sorry, luv," he said, neatly stepping around her and squinting into the darkness. He spotted the shrooms and gave a soft woop of glee, which echoed loudly in the cavern. "Oooo-eeee, I don't know. Somethin' tells me these beauties are very special," He said, quieter this time. Dag approached the mushrooms carefully, wondering how he could go about safely transporting them. It would be necessarily to keep his wits about him if he was going to make it out of the caves. "How'd you find them?" "dagfinn bellows!" |
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