on the other side of the frozen pines // p - jacob

[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob wasn't sure how to feel about everything that'd happened. Obviously, the humans arriving in Snowbound and killing most of their food and taking a lot of their supplies was a bad things, though he was thankful for Typhoon's willingness to keep them in their territory while they worked things out. Not only that, but he was glad that Typhoon had so many more resources than Snowbound did naturally. It's colorful flora was a nice change from the plain whites and greys of Snowbound. Currently, he was just taking a walk with Rosie. The little shoulder glider was perched on his shoulder and he was just rambling about whatever popped into his mind. Pincher had given the tiny creature to him a few weeks ago and he was certainly happy for it. When he was feeling overwhelmed or there was something he wanted to tell Pincher but couldn't, he'd just talk to Rosie. She was an excellent listener, even if she couldn't speak up. "I dunno' what ta' do 'bout Pincher, Rosie. Maybe i should try talkin' ta' 'im 'bout everythin'," he stated as he continued walking.

He stopped a moment to pick up some flowers, letting his last words tumble in his mind for a moment. Should he tell him? They'd already kissed a few times and he was sure it was obvious to the doberman what feelings he held towards him but he hadn't even brought it up since his arrival here. Did he not share them? Had those moments between them just been a result of the situation and circumstance? Or had they been more? He knew he wouldn't know unless he actually worked up the courage to speak with Pincher about it but he didn't think that was possible. "Well, whatever I decide ta' do, 'm glad he seems ta' 'ave treated ya' well n' tha' ya' seem ta' like 'im. Tha's gotta mean somethin', doesn't it? Besides, I know my Babbo n' Jersey ain't gonna' like him so at least someone does. I mean, obviously I think tha' 'e's... well, ya' know, I think he's real nice," he continued to ramble on, not noticing there was anyone anywhere near him. He paused a moment and a wide smile spread across his maw as he began to speak once again, "How much do ya' think he works out? I mean, I ain't askin' 'cause I think an awful lot 'bout it but, uh, what'd ya' think, Rosie? I mean, 'e's real muscular n' strong n'... well, ya' know, 'e's real handso-" It was at this moment that Jacob came onto the other side of the path he'd been walking and saw Georgie. He immediately felt his face heat up but he decided to pretend none of it had happened. After all, what were the odds that she'd paid attention to anything he'd said? "Oh, uh, hi. Georgie, right?" —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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