Broken Angel

*Bera* · 01-18-2015, 01:39 AM

Walk | Talk | Think

Bera had hoped the boy might see sense in her words, to understand that her place in the world was considerably more stable than his and therefore his meal held more value for him that it would for her, though not for the lack of effort that had gone into getting it. If he really was as alone as he made himself sound, it seemed like an awfully big gift for her to receive, and she hated the thought that he might have been missing out on a meal well caught just because she happened to come by and give him a pep that he decided needed some form of thanks for. it left her feeling guilty all over again.

But he was adamant, refusing outright and promising her that more could be caught if he wished for a bite to eat. Feeling torn, cornered even, Bearcub's green eyes shifted down to the bird again and with a sigh she placed a large paw on it, lowering her muzzle to pick away some of the feathers and clear herself a spot to take a bite. It was a decent little snack, not quite the same as what she might have been able to find in the caches of Regium, but it was too nice of a gesture for her to keep refusing it. She accepted his offered meal, and humbly ate a few quick bites.

She licked at her lips as the boy revealed his name, and her eyes roamed back up to peer at him as he said it, noticing how his gaze remained above and still on the birds. "I'm Bera," she stated, "though most everyone calls me Bearcub." The silly nickname had irked her at first, but after a while it had grown on her to the point that she even liked it now, answering to it when it was used just as if someone had called her Bera instead. "If you're alone, Aeolus, do you live here?" she questioned.

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