Pheasant Soup

*Valor I* · 04-03-2021, 03:18 PM

Valor sidled closer to the fire as she chowed down on her meal. He found himself staring into it, mesmerized, for a brief moment before his attention returned to his younger companion. He smiled softly at her exuberance. He'd forgotten how cheerful, optimistic, and just downright pleasant pups could be. Of course, to a pup, her family's teeth were the best. He distinctly remembered when he was younger, he had been quite proud of his father and his lineage. It hadn't helped that the Ancora family was fairly large. Children's egos were an interesting anomaly. He certainly didn't believe that he was anything overly special now, but as a kid he'd believed to be ten feet tall and that he could conquer anything.

With his curiosity satiated about that certain topic, at least for now, he glanced back at the fire once more. The fact that a pup could start one had initiated a desire to learn more about it. As a kid, he'd been under the impression that a fire could only be started by things like lightning or, in rare cases, by a wolf's companion if they were lucky enough to have a monkey as a follower.

"If you don't mind telling me, how did you start the fire? When I was a pup we didn't have things like this." He questioned her. It felt strange to be asking a pup to teach him something. He figured it was supposed to be the other way around, but he wasn't opposed to trying to learn something new. Old dog, new tricks, that sort of thing. It would probably be a useful skill to have if the weather got any colder than it already was.

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Pheasant Soup

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