Duck duck goose
Hyperion
10-08-2020, 04:57 PM
She certainly appreciated his willingness to help and it made her feel better about him having to carry her home even though she knew that logically he had been the root cause of it to begin with. Even though she was injured and unable to walk and she knew his trap had been the reason for it, she still couldn’t make herself feel better about being an inconvenience. Really she could probably call for her uncle and he could help her get back, but this man seemed to really want to help so she figured she would let him. It was really just an accident so she couldn’t really blame him for any of it and his generosity and offer to help was really, really appreciated. When he introduced himself she realized that in all this mess she hadn’t even given him her name. “Oh! I’m Nausicaa,” she replied, feeling even more guilty for forgetting her manners on top of everything else. There was a bit of awkwardness as they both tried to figure out how they could navigate getting her onto his back. Eventually he just ducked under her and she got herself settled across his back the best she could. There was no real elegant way to do it, but at least it would get her home. “You can just head toward the mangroves that way,” she told him, pointing over toward the more tightly packed trees in the distance. “We’re the only wolves that really live there I think so you can’t miss us.” As if the thought suddenly dawned on her she realized that she was about to leave behind the whole reason she had come out here in the first place. “Oh! The ducks!” She exclaimed, twisting her head to look over her shoulder at where the ducks were laying off to the side forgotten. “I’m so sorry, could you grab those? Or maybe pass one to me and I can carry one… I hate to just leave them behind and let them go to waste. You can have some when we get back home if you want!” |
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