07-20-2018, 10:58 AM
[div style="; width: 55%; margin-left: 180px; text-align: justify"]Yeah, there's no chance Gabriel would find it in himself to care. Especially when the person who gets hit by the soaring board is Moon.
There's the sound of scuffling in the trees beside the trio and various curses, and then the teenager pokes his head out from the undergrowth, thoroughly disgruntled. He's not a bit suprised when he sees Gabriel, surrounded by wooden boards. "Feathers." Says Moon, squinting. He rubs at his forehead as he stumbles out into the clearing, where he sits dramatically. "Man, this better not leave a bump. Not all of us are mutants; I've got good looks to maintain."
It's only when the lion drops his good paw from his face and blinks that he realizes Gabriel's not alone. He glances between the dog and the weasel, considering. "This is the kinda' company you guys keep? Terrorizing the locals with flying wood? Some kinda' hospitality." He's joking, of course, as he always is. Feigning offense for the most part, though that's not to say his forehead doesn't hurt. He's silent for a moment, before, begrudgingly, the youth introduces himself, because that's what folk 'round these parts do and Moon's still a little worried they might sacrifice him to the Star Gods. "I'm Moon. Nice to meet you guys, I guess."
There's the sound of scuffling in the trees beside the trio and various curses, and then the teenager pokes his head out from the undergrowth, thoroughly disgruntled. He's not a bit suprised when he sees Gabriel, surrounded by wooden boards. "Feathers." Says Moon, squinting. He rubs at his forehead as he stumbles out into the clearing, where he sits dramatically. "Man, this better not leave a bump. Not all of us are mutants; I've got good looks to maintain."
It's only when the lion drops his good paw from his face and blinks that he realizes Gabriel's not alone. He glances between the dog and the weasel, considering. "This is the kinda' company you guys keep? Terrorizing the locals with flying wood? Some kinda' hospitality." He's joking, of course, as he always is. Feigning offense for the most part, though that's not to say his forehead doesn't hurt. He's silent for a moment, before, begrudgingly, the youth introduces himself, because that's what folk 'round these parts do and Moon's still a little worried they might sacrifice him to the Star Gods. "I'm Moon. Nice to meet you guys, I guess."
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