ass over tea kettle
ioan
11-09-2024, 08:16 PM
The goal for today? Gather berries to make ink. While he could easily utilize the charcoal from the many hearths spread through Hearthstone, the pup also enjoyed the fluidity of berry ink. Plus, he could achieve different colors from the berries unlike charcoal that was always some shade of black. With basket in tow and a slight lope to his step, Ioan made quick work toward the bustling grove. Already teeming with life and full bushes, he could pick whatever he wanted as long as he didn't get in the way of any bears. But which would he choose today? His fiery colored eyes scanned the grove until they halted on a form tumbling through a thorn patch. Ioan's brows shoot up as his eyes widen. From the sounds of it, whoever that was was indeed stuck. Abandoning his mission, Ioan rushes over to the boy and instantly wrinkles his nose at the distinct scent of another pack. While his brain tells him to leave and alert his father, his heart tells him that The Hallows is a safe haven for all that need help. And this boy needed help. Arriving just as the boy pulls free, Ioan peers out from around the bush. "C-can I help? I s-see those thorns st-stuck in your paw," he murmurs, lilting tones hushed under the cacophony that was spring in the grove. "I'm Ioan, by th-the way. I live in the castle." His tail wags a few times, attempting a friendly smile in hopes it alleviates some of the awkwardness. |