Do you got room for one more troubled soul?
07-25-2020, 08:09 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-29-2020, 12:19 PM by Askan.)
Askan wrinkled his nose as his lips twisted into a frown. So she was one of them? All crude and mouthy, like having an attitude somehow made her better than him? He harrumphed loudly at her question, tossing his head to make a show of how stupid it was. She sort of had a point though, but as if he'd ever stoop to the level of admitting he had no right to shoving his nose in other's personal matters. Besides, the way he saw it he'd asked a simple question, so didn't he deserve a simple answer?
When she did continue Askan's brow shot up in disapproval.
"Rather cruel of you." He noted, sort of pitying the little beast. He didn't like squirrels more than any other animal but toying with it like this didn't sit right with him. Better to give it a quick and dignified death than treating it like a chew toy, or something equally as callous. "And a waste since they're bad eating, too stringy. If you're that desperate why don't you hunt? There's plenty of prey in these parts." It was an earnest question but it came out like an accusation, like he was implying that she was incapable.