Destiny (Secretua Only)

As Eirik insisted that he was better, Amarant couldn't help but laugh. But it was more at them having this debate than which one looked better. Of course, the two were joking anyway.

His laughter would fade, and after a moment he would clear his throat to speak.

"I should probably get back to mom."

He would roll over an stand up without shaking any debris that could have been on his pelt. He expected Eirik to stand up too but would remain looking down on him if he didn't.

"You going back to... work or whatever?"

He held a smile but his tone was more serious. But more like he was interested in what he was doing. What else was there to do here?