06-11-2024, 11:39 PM
Knox shook her head at Vale. Not that she really needed a reminder to never let xem babysit, this was....Vale. She side-eyed xem as xe went on with whatever reassurance for the small child, which she had to admit wasn't that bad all things considered. Then, in her peripheral she saw the kid dart forward and quickly put all attention back onto her. First, it was confused, then momentarily a bit surprised as the cub was attempting to find shelter with it. Knox was just as much of a stranger, but definitely had not started the interaction by yelling at the poor thing. Upon feeling the cub's heartbeat just by acting as a place to hide, it sighed and lifted its paw then placed it gently on her back.
The lioness looked back toward Vale, looking a little more deadpan, "If I have a need for you to yell at scared children again, I will be sure to call for you. But no, no I don't need your help from here. Unless you want to try fetching something for the kid to eat." Not that it really wanted to be on this rock much longer, but trying to rush the cub to the big island right after gaining what little trust there was right now might've been a terrible idea. And offering food tended to help as well.
She tilted her head back down toward the cub, shifting her paw to almost hug her now. Definitely not how she saw her day going, less tedious than planting seeds but absolutely much more responsibility. "See, the bird will go away now. You are okay. Can you tell me your name? How did you end up in the basket?" It was pretty obvious someone had to have put said basket here on Obsidian Island, it didn't just float on the wind.
The lioness looked back toward Vale, looking a little more deadpan, "If I have a need for you to yell at scared children again, I will be sure to call for you. But no, no I don't need your help from here. Unless you want to try fetching something for the kid to eat." Not that it really wanted to be on this rock much longer, but trying to rush the cub to the big island right after gaining what little trust there was right now might've been a terrible idea. And offering food tended to help as well.
She tilted her head back down toward the cub, shifting her paw to almost hug her now. Definitely not how she saw her day going, less tedious than planting seeds but absolutely much more responsibility. "See, the bird will go away now. You are okay. Can you tell me your name? How did you end up in the basket?" It was pretty obvious someone had to have put said basket here on Obsidian Island, it didn't just float on the wind.
✧・゚: *✧・゚:* I HATE THE BEACH BUT HERE I STAND IN
CALIFORNIA WITH MY TOES IN THE SAND *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
CALIFORNIA WITH MY TOES IN THE SAND *:・゚✧*:・゚✧
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