If There Was A Plan Made
02-10-2015, 02:36 PM
Novaro didn't follow long after him, the boy didn't mind at all as he joined him and wanted to talk. Novaro was his father, if there wasn't a reason to be scared of him than Necro wouldn't mind if he wanted to spend more time with him. But his question brought confusion to the boy. Hobbies? Ganja liking plants was a hobby? Necro didn't do anything... besides sit out side the den, look at the sky, or stay in the den and sleep or stare at the wall. He would look forward until he spoke himself, innocent and oblivious that being a pup and not having any sort of fun was definitely down at the odd end. His nose was straight up into the air as he looked at his father. "Well, mother told me to do whatever you and her told me to do." That wasn't really what she said, but that was what he got out of it. She took him away one night when they were still living in Imperium and told him that they were ruled by someone. But no matter what that man said, her word and Novaro's word were final. So, do what mother and father say and then he wouldn't get in trouble. |