Must have been the wind
Farrah
08-16-2020, 09:59 AM
Ulric watched to see what her reaction would be to the idea of meeting his mother. He had half expected for her to reject the idea, but she didn't seem to have an adverse reaction to it other than a twitch of her ears so it gave him a bit of hope. His silver gaze watched her curiously as she got up and went back to the rabbit that she had pulled out of the brush with her. It made sense that she would want to bring her prey with her, but what surprised him most was the fact that she proudly brought it to him and presented it to him like it was her gift. It reminded him of how he would bring some of his first solo kills to his mother when he was younger and would give them to her in his own puppy-like efforts to care for her. Even though the rabbit was in rough shape from the beating it had taken in the thorny bushes, it still touched him and made his expression soften with appreciation. If he hadn't already intended on bringing her back to where his den was to make sure she ate then he would have refused it and made sure she ate it. However, since he was already planning on making sure she ate before they parted ways again, he accepted it gratefully. It was her gift to him and he recognized how proud she was of it. "Thank you, Farrah, that's very kind of you." Once she had finished shaking out her fur he rose to his paws and gave a nod with his head in the direction that the den he had made was. "Follow me, my home is just a little further this way." He picked up the rabbit that she had given him and carried it with him as he lead the way through the twisted mangrove forest. It was just a short walk, maybe a minute or two at most, before the den came into view and he saw his mother laying outside of it near the entrance. There wasn't any sign of his nieces around, but that was to be expected. The girls tended to go off and do their own thing during the day. Sometimes his mother would as well, but for the most part she lingered near their home base. He kind of wished she would get out more and perhaps try to live her life a bit more, but he understood how hard Philomena's disappearance had been on her. Once they were close enough he sat the rabbit down off to the side before glancing toward Farrah with a reassuring smile and nod. "Farrah, this is my mother, Roza." Glancing back up at his mother he added, "Mother, this is the woman I was telling you about the other day, Farrah." |
