Favorite brother/Only brother
Bronze
05-22-2021, 10:09 PM
To say that HaĆ¼yne was bored by his surroundings would have been an understatement. He felt that since the moment they'd been unleashed to explore their surroundings he had been poking around in every nook and cranny and asking every single question that popped into his mind... and well now... he was pretty sure he'd exhausted more or less every single hole he could stick his nose into and most of his questions. So instead he was left to follow whatever whim crossed his mind, right now he was piling snow up, he'd noticed that when he shoved his nose under layers of snow that it wasn't as cold as he expected, and so he was trying to build up a little den of snow but the building of it wasn't exactly the most enthralling thing he'd ever done and he was struggling with his desire to prove his idea true being quickly out weighed by his attention span. "Precious stones" |
Art by Templenarue |
05-25-2021, 07:10 PM
Snow, cold, and trees. That was about all Bronze and his siblings had known for all their lives now, and though he very much enjoyed their upbringing - not that he knew any different or anything - he too was growing restless. One thing he noticed though was that the days seemed to be getting longer and the weather was not quite as harsh as he remembered from weeks ago... then again, maybe that was just part of growing up? Getting stronger and able to withstand more stuff, like cold? Bronze had no clue and he wouldn't pretend he knew anything about growing up and getting older. He was very much still a kid and he was okay with that.
And so were his siblings, which was why he didn't find it so weird to see Hauyne piling up snow and intermittently shoving his face under it. He was curious though and so he picked up his pace and hurried across the stretch of forest to greet him, tilting his head inquisitively. "Whatcha doing?" He asked after a very brief moment of trying to figure it out, but he came up short and gre tired of the half-second of deliberation. His own attention span wasn't the greatest, though that seemed natural of children their age.
And so were his siblings, which was why he didn't find it so weird to see Hauyne piling up snow and intermittently shoving his face under it. He was curious though and so he picked up his pace and hurried across the stretch of forest to greet him, tilting his head inquisitively. "Whatcha doing?" He asked after a very brief moment of trying to figure it out, but he came up short and gre tired of the half-second of deliberation. His own attention span wasn't the greatest, though that seemed natural of children their age.