What Now [Bog]

Áskell's stomach squirmed. He felt terrible, he knew he was causing Bog pain and the whine that met his ears made him want to puke. He had to look away, his sight fixing on his paws in shame but he didn't know what else to do. He had been given a second chance at having a family. After so much death and tragedy he couldn't just turn down the chance to know more about his mother and her culture. The fact that she might have wanted him and his brother after all. The chance that she might even still be alive…

"I... I can't leave th' family. I'm sorry."

Áskell looked up and nodded, smiling weakly. "It's ok, I understand. Really, I do." He was moving for family, he wouldn't ask Bog to leave his own to join Áskell unless it was something he really wished to do.

Bog moved forward and Áskell closed his eyes, welcoming the familiar form and the reassurance of Bog's touch. He barked a soft laugh as Bog spoke. "I… I'd like that. If you're game. And I, I'll try and visit when I can to." At the mention of the sun Áskell sighed. "Yea… Why is my timing always such shit?"

Áskell nuzzled Bog's shoulder for a moment before seeking to meet his eyes. "What would you most want to do today? With the time that we have right now?"