You Only Get One First Impression
Briar (Puppy Playdate)
12-11-2020, 07:06 PM
Artorias had just reached the golden yellow beach, his small paws crunching into the soft sand with a low of awe. Sand was much softer than the regular ground, and warmer too! It also left perfect little imprints of his paws wherever he stepped. While he busied himself with studying the unusual terrain, a voice he'd only recently learned rang out behind him, all but making the boy jump with a start. Artorias spun around to face Briar, eyeing the Fatalis girl's smile with a guarded expression. She hadn't been exactly the most welcoming wolf he met today, launching into a pseudo-interrogation about his fur colors and why he was so different looking than his siblings before even asking his name. She hadn't seemed all too pleased when he'd made a comment back about the little nubs of bone atop her skull that would eventually grow into antlers, but he was just giving back the same snark she had dished out first. He had enjoyed that probably more than he should have, and he half expected to get a scolding from Mama Tamsyn once they got back home for it. He supposed he had no real reason to be wary of Briar though, since she hadn't exactly been rude or mean to him or anything—not yet, at least.
The boy's brow narrowed in annoyance, responding simply with, "My name is Artorias." Up in the nearby tree, Blue chittered and chirped again, keeping his presence announced like an obnoxious chaperone. He shot another puppy growl at the primate, then scoffed and rolled his brilliant amber eyes when Briar commented on the monkey being loud. "He's a pain is what he is. I don't like him." Before he could do anything else, Briar came closer and whispered in his ear, her words making the appendage flick with interest. He didn't know what Briar had planned or where she wanted to take him, but he was never one to turn down the chance for adventure! Getting away from Blue was just an added benefit in his opinion. Wherever Briar wanted to take him, Artorias was keen to see.
"He's not very fast if he's not in a tree," he whispered back to Briar, keeping his gaze on Blue just over her shoulder. "On three, you run, I'll follow... One... Two... Three!"
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