Seven days in the sun

*Askan* · 06-10-2020, 02:07 PM

What? One moment Askan had been glaring at his reflection, the next some long legged beast was asking him a question. He'd never seen anything like it before, all spindly legged like a deer but far more tall and robust, with swishy fur dangling from its neck and butt. He stared, his ears flicked to the sides as he wracked his brain for a name to put to this creature. Maybe one of the other Selwyn's had one before but if they had they'd never told Askan about it. Or perhaps this was simply a Boreas thing, that here other animals could talk and wolves could glow.

"Do whatever..." He trailed off, for a lack of anything better to say.

Really though this put an odd spin on things. Did this mean deer could speak too? He'd hunted a handful of times during his stay and none of them had ever wheeled around and begged for their lives, but what if they did? Would that have stopped him? Askan didn't like that line of thought, not one bit. There was no grey area when it came to hunting and the Selwyn liked the simplicity of it, that it was simply something that needed to be done. But if he started thinking about other creatures, herbivores in particular as proper, eloquent sentient beings...Well, it seemed like a dangerous path to tread. The creature in question was far too large for him to even consider pursuing anyway, it could easily kill him with a well aimed kick to his head and with legs like those there's no way he'd be able to keep up either. A lost cause if he'd ever seen one.

Askan's brows furrowed so deep his forehead muscles ached a little at the strain. He stayed put, doing little to soothe her nerves but at the same time making it clear he had little interest in getting his face caved in either.

"The hell even are you?" He asked with no tact at all.

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