07-24-2018, 02:04 PM
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Even in his slow, confused state of mind, Shining still executed an air of courtesy. It was practically second-nature to him at this point, from years of being nice and kind to others. Announcing his presence at an open door was better than just blindly walking in, and risk startling whoever may be inside. He listened to someone bustling about inside, coming into view to answer the knocks. A familiar wolf that Shining had seen before, at some point. Her name escaped him. But it did for most people in the Ascendants- too many to keep track of. Always someone new.
The feline's gaze met Imperia's as she spoke, inquiring for the purpose of his visitation. At this point, Shining almost forgot why he was even about in the first place. The quaint cottage had distracted him. But his journey's meaning was soon reminded, as the smell of cooking food floated through the air. He sniffed the air, the knowledge of food sending another wave of rumblings through his stomach. Slightly painful. Shining walked inside while Imperia was busy putting away a ladle.
"Cook?" he looked towards the source of the smell: a pot of stew in the kitchen. Whatever was in it seemed to entice Shining. "Hungry... Need to eat. Need to rest... Survive... Share?" His speech was still slow and fragmented, but at least simple and understandable. Shining let his gaze wander while he waited for a response.
Even in his slow, confused state of mind, Shining still executed an air of courtesy. It was practically second-nature to him at this point, from years of being nice and kind to others. Announcing his presence at an open door was better than just blindly walking in, and risk startling whoever may be inside. He listened to someone bustling about inside, coming into view to answer the knocks. A familiar wolf that Shining had seen before, at some point. Her name escaped him. But it did for most people in the Ascendants- too many to keep track of. Always someone new.
The feline's gaze met Imperia's as she spoke, inquiring for the purpose of his visitation. At this point, Shining almost forgot why he was even about in the first place. The quaint cottage had distracted him. But his journey's meaning was soon reminded, as the smell of cooking food floated through the air. He sniffed the air, the knowledge of food sending another wave of rumblings through his stomach. Slightly painful. Shining walked inside while Imperia was busy putting away a ladle.
"Cook?" he looked towards the source of the smell: a pot of stew in the kitchen. Whatever was in it seemed to entice Shining. "Hungry... Need to eat. Need to rest... Survive... Share?" His speech was still slow and fragmented, but at least simple and understandable. Shining let his gaze wander while he waited for a response.
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WHO KNEW THE EMPTINESS COULD BE SO COLD?!
Shininglight — Wanderer — tags[/shadow]
WHO KNEW THE EMPTINESS COULD BE SO COLD?!
Shininglight — Wanderer — tags[/shadow]