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Running With The Salmon Festival



Ricin

"Born In Suffering; Built with Love"

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age
5 Years
gender
Male
gems
12
size
Extra large
build
Light
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190
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Hermes

Pride - PansexualSamhain 2022TeacherDouble Master1K
07-24-2022, 01:32 PM
The food is amazing and Ricin begins devouring the huge spread he has pulled in front of him. Manners mean nothing as he eats and he is so distracted by the fest that the blue boy misses the arrival of his pale friend. Luckily, Sybil comes to sit next to him and, as he turns his ruby gaze to find her pale form next to him, mouth full of food, his eyes light up with pure joy. Quickly shallowing down the contents of his mouth, the boy ecstatically says, “Sybil!” He hesitates a moment as the desire to throw his long legs around her smaller form and hug his friend takes over. However, he doesn’t know if she would enjoy the contact, so he instead opts to lean down and aim to give her a light, friendly head bump if she wants it.

Straightening back up, Ricin offers her a sheepish grin and a shy duck of his pale blue head as he realizes that it is spring and he had not been out to check on her. Cheeks burn with shame but, before he begins to explain, he uses one of his white dipped paws to push the two largest salmon that he had grabbed toward her, signaling for the pale girl to join him in eating. A timid smile is on his lips as he says, “Here, join me. We will need all the energy we can get for the races!” He takes a moment to look her over, making that she is no worse for wear when he suddenly remembers her question.

Eyes darting down to his paws, Ricin clears his throat and says, “Spring has been going well. Uh… sorry I didn’t get back out to check on you, I was given some new responsibilities in my pack.” Lifting his gaze to meet hers, a spark of pride shines in his ruby depths and he puffs out his chest slightly before adding, “I’m a teacher now!” A couple heartbeats pass and his chest deflates as he releases the breath he had been holding in the form of a soft chuckle. Reaching down to snatch up some eggs, the boy softly asks, “What about you? Has life been treating you well?” He chews his food slowly, the manners he had thrown out the window in the beginning now back with a vengeance.


"Ricin Dauner"