wakey wakey eggs and bake-y

mm. she did not know if this Eliphas was lazy or just uneducated with routine. she said nothing to him at first, content to peer down and know she had kept him safe throughout the night. no wounds littered his coat and no bruising had shown up. the bear had not touched him. she grunted, however, after a few huffs of air escaped. tucking her chin under his head, she unabashingly nudged him a few times to get his attention. "not know if safe here" Zola stated, her amber gaze on the lingering eruption. her people were no strangers to volcanic eruptions and she was wary of the gods' wraith.

though they did seem far away from the blast, she was still right to be worried. it would take time for the land to heal. the food would get scarcer and tensions high. she did not want to impose on the people that lived here if she could help it. "rest when we go there" she meant the mainland, her eyes focusing entirely on the distant shore now. as a pale-skin, Eliphas would have a hard time swimming under the full sun. she did not want him to smolder and burn. it would have only suffering. "then find proper den. set up. hole up. then after rest, we find family."

the smell of burning flesh caused her to turn and remove the liver from the fire. "eat though. this Eliphas' meal" Zola edged the delectable smelling meat toward him.

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