Get Chubby!

*Sparhawk* · 02-02-2021, 08:39 AM

Poem needed to eat. She was carrying one or more little lives inside of her. That meant that she needed food. Lots of food. After tucking the furs around his chunky little wife, Sparhawk set out before the sun was even up. She needed to eat and the striped man decided that she needed variety. His wife and children would have the best of the best. Winter be damned. He was used to such weather, coming from the far north.

By mid afternoon, Sparhawk returned, his travois full of various dead animals. He'd done a bit of bartering as well with wolves that he happened to pass. Poem would have everything that she wanted to eat and more!

Pushing aside the fur at the mouth of the den, Sparhawk dipped inside. He pulled the travois with him since it would be easier to unload inside. "Moye zhizn, I've brought you gifts.'" Sliding the straps off of himself, he stepped away from the travois and moved to Poem, placing a kiss upon her forehead. He then went about unloading his catch. Pheasant, duck, elk, dried apples, honeycomb and honey, and...dried boar meat. The proud father to be turned his attention to his wife. "Anything you want, you tell me, okay?" He gave her a pat with one big paw. "How are you feeling? How are our children today?" The man sat, ready for Poem to tell him all about it.

Sparhawk -- Poem

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