It's pretty out. Erik will give it that much. The boy made his way down from the mountain on confident paws. Though they'd be returning to Tojo-kai soon, there had been that whole thing with Celeste getting kidnapped, and it didn't feel safe to travel until someone came up as an additional support to walk them back down. Tate was already here, but having someone else help too would just be... safer.
But where were the thoughts of safety as Erik was out on the mountain? Morganna had been squirreled away safely, but Erik was still free to roam. He was too bulky to kidnap, if anything. Already showing every bit of the brawn in both bloodlines, he's really a credit to their imposing stature. Right, too heavy, too bulky, and a bit too... goopy to kidnap. By that token, Morg should have been allowed to wander a bit too but... ehhh, don't bring that logic up to their dad.
Let the boy have a bit of whimsy, especially on one of the first warm days of spring. Though he thrived in winter, he wouldn't deny the feeling of sun on his back was nice. A quiet game of hide and seek, or something like tag maybe? Had sprung up between the boy and his companion. The cat was lighter and faster on her feet, but Erik was persistent. The two romped, though he could feel his breathing getting heavier. Waving an unofficial time out to his companion, the boy leaned heavily against one of the trees to hack and cough, and further fight to catch his breath. Fuck.
"Speech"
Warning: posts from this character often involve body horror.
Erik has a Norwegian forest cat that is assumed with him at all times.
