Bring Me Home

The large boy would frown when she turned away his offer. It was only fair, though, that she hold enough pride to fend for herself. As if on cue, a rat came scrambling their way. What a stupid creature, Series thought, about to catch the squirming thing when Huata pinned it down with her paw. She killed it quickly and began to eat, causing the sandy brute to wrinkle his nose a bit in distaste. That couldn't possibly have a good flavor to it, but beggars couldn't be choosers. He gave the woman some privacy as she ate, glancing around at the skeletal trees.

When she had finished, he turned back to her again. There was a low chuckle in his throat. "Well, that should hold you off for an hour or two, right? It certainly wasn't much..." and Series still wanted to be of assistance. This poor, beautiful maiden, alone in the world. Couldn't he be a friend to her? Or at the very least, a temporary hunting partner?

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