A warm welcome?
10-26-2022, 11:53 PM
Outlaw had realized the pups would of grown up by now but whenever he had thought of the boys and girls he could still only see those adorable puppy faces. What would they look like now? How many of them were still here for that matter? Children that became adults could always choose to leave and create a new life for themselves. Outlaw hoped at least a few were still about. Outlaw shivered as he also hoped it wouldn’t be a long wait with how cold it was. Thankfully it wasn’t long at all. Hardly anytime for that thought had passed before he spotted movement, small at first and then the movement was the shape of a wolf. The wolf was running fast, once it was closer he spotted the blue form that had grown so tall. Outlaw felt a small smile forming on his muzzle. What could warm a heart more than seeing one of his kids, seeing Artorias all grown and charging at him? Oh heck! Charging awfully fast right at him! Outlaw waited and the wolf slowed down just in time to not bowl Outlaw over. He did end up with warm fuzzy arms wrapped around him in an embrace. Outlaw’s tail raised and waved back and forth. The cold was still there but it was more than Artorias coat that helped the dog warm up so much. The child he remembered had grown but still clearly cared for Outlaw despite the time he had been gone. Boy, Artorias had grown and then grown some more! The giant wolf's voice trembled so full of emotions and for a moment Outlaw felt like it was still the adorable pup who he could hug and care for instead of the other way around. Outlaw gave a lick to the man's jaw as if to help assure him he was alright and still cared for the man as well. The tired worn dog laughed lightly, feeling far less tired now, even as his body would disagree if he checked with it. “Nah, I wasn’t going to stop till I found my way back here. I wouldn’t up and leave without a plan to return, certainly not without a proper goodbye. You grew up a bit.” That was an understatement. The warm fur of Artorias left Outlaw and then a moment a warm cloak was around him. The cloak was like a blessing of its warmth flowing over his back. While it was wonderful seeing the boy again Outlaw firmly agreed that going inside was a thing to do. The walls of the castle had looked wonderfully inviting as a spot to stop the cold in his bones. “Warm fire does sure sound good,” so long as Hallows hadn’t changed some of its basics a fire should still be there. Despite Artorias taller frame and certainly being in better health, Outlaw noticed the wolf kept to the dog's slower pace. Outlaw was moving faster with the warm cloak and warm friend than he had on the way here but he would never have been a match for Artorias natural gait. Outlaw made the trek alright but the walk still ate at him obviously, even with joy the tired dog's head would start to droop a bit as he marched along. Despite often seeming soft and naïve there was a stubbornness in him that he could make this and rest once they were settled. Once they got through the gardens and past those stone walls where warmth could seep into his bones it was a relief. In the great hall Outlaw was all too ready to lie down next to the warmth of the fire. As Art got him food Outlaw rested his head on the ground, feeling the wonderful warmth of the fire dethawing him, melting off his damp coat under the cloak he certainly wasn’t removing just yet. Outlaw’s head raised as the stew was put in front of him. When Art spoke of his fears Outlaw took the moment to eat a bit of the stew in two fast swallows. Warming up on the outside and now on the inside. His mouth, throat, and belly responded. “Well, you know I’d been working on making that raft for a while. I gave it one trial round but then took it out planning a quick sail for the day.” Outlaw shrugged, the cloak shifting over his shoulders a bit. “I hadn’t read the weather right. I made a foolish mistake and the winds changed. The ocean and wind aren’t very forgiving. So I got swept off course. In the end, I was lost and well, I’ve been to a whole lot of places. Some good, some not so much.” He use to feel everywhere was good of varying degrees but now he’d learned the concept that some things could go wrong. “What about you? I missed all of you. I knew you’d have grown up but all I could see was a lot of adorable little pups going about. How is everyone? Resin, Tamsyn, the rest of your siblings? You certainly look great.” Speech:"Life is but a game " Think
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Unless noted you can assume Outlaw is wearing his hat.
It's also likely there is a seagull somewhere nearby
It's also likely there is a seagull somewhere nearby
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