07-16-2018, 02:43 AM
Though it was clear that Malphas had some other reason for his recent emotions, Morgan chose not to pry yet. "I see," he replied in a soft whisper. "Well, I'm here for you - I'll see to it that things go well for you here."
Smiling at the feline's agreement, he barked, "Alright,then let's get started." It seemed that Malphas had already collected quite an impressive amount of things thus far, so the samoyed decided to just help sort them. Almost immediately, he found something interesting: a small, plain, silver-colored locket. The dog nudged it open; the slot for a picture was empty, instead filled with some dirty old water. Morgan threw the water out to the side, letting it land on a random patch of dirt. He set the locket down as Malphas spoke, causing him to think to himself for a moment.
"I don't know, Malphas. I really don't." He picked the locket back up and stepped over to the Nurse. "My abilities've been with me for as long as I can remember." He shook his head, thinking as far back as he could - all the way back to when he was feral. "I guess... I guess I have always been able to sense things. I only began to 'feel' water once I needed it." He pulled a miniscule amount of water out of one of his bracers, using it to unhook the chain and guide it around the cat's neck. "Here, I found this for you. Maybe you can put something in it." He hooked the chain together at a comfortable length, using his water to try cleaning off the accessory's silvery surface.
Turning back toward the trash, Morgan threw some random bits of wrapping and old broken bottles into the "useless" pile. "Sometimes I can 'feel' other things too, not unlike water." He began to breathe as if to control his water, but instead focused on his breaths themselves. "Fenrisulfr's fire... the ground we walk on... even the air we breathe. I don't really understand it yet, though. Do you feel the same way, Malphas?" He threw some more trash into the "useless" pile before finding a few unbroken tin cans to throw into the "useful" one.
Smiling at the feline's agreement, he barked, "Alright,then let's get started." It seemed that Malphas had already collected quite an impressive amount of things thus far, so the samoyed decided to just help sort them. Almost immediately, he found something interesting: a small, plain, silver-colored locket. The dog nudged it open; the slot for a picture was empty, instead filled with some dirty old water. Morgan threw the water out to the side, letting it land on a random patch of dirt. He set the locket down as Malphas spoke, causing him to think to himself for a moment.
"I don't know, Malphas. I really don't." He picked the locket back up and stepped over to the Nurse. "My abilities've been with me for as long as I can remember." He shook his head, thinking as far back as he could - all the way back to when he was feral. "I guess... I guess I have always been able to sense things. I only began to 'feel' water once I needed it." He pulled a miniscule amount of water out of one of his bracers, using it to unhook the chain and guide it around the cat's neck. "Here, I found this for you. Maybe you can put something in it." He hooked the chain together at a comfortable length, using his water to try cleaning off the accessory's silvery surface.
Turning back toward the trash, Morgan threw some random bits of wrapping and old broken bottles into the "useless" pile. "Sometimes I can 'feel' other things too, not unlike water." He began to breathe as if to control his water, but instead focused on his breaths themselves. "Fenrisulfr's fire... the ground we walk on... even the air we breathe. I don't really understand it yet, though. Do you feel the same way, Malphas?" He threw some more trash into the "useless" pile before finding a few unbroken tin cans to throw into the "useful" one.