who's working the front desk?
02-04-2015, 01:38 PM
The boy would rise from his mother's leave of the den, making his way out side the den but seeing that the green figure was too far out in the distance to catch up with. He would take a seat just beside the mouth of their den in case anyone inside wanted to get out; he wasn't planning on getting trampled today. He sat there a long while, looking up at the birds and the sky, thinking about the man who rode his chariot across it. He wondered what it'd be like to fly but... he didn't think he could just sprout wings and be off... Eventually a call for him from his mother came by, and he would lift his head high wondering why she was calling for him. If she were in trouble, wouldn't she call Novaro? Was he in trouble...? He then started to leap around to get to his mother, his legs uncomfortable from sitting too long. He would finally catch her in view and started to extend a jog and then stopping in front of her. "What is it mother?" He questioned, looking down at the meat that was before her. He would put his nose right up against it, a little bit of blood sticking in between his jowls and some on his nose. "Is this for me?" He looked up at her with a tilt of his chin. He didn't want to start gobbling up whatever it was, and find out that it was her's or his father's... |
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