08-03-2018, 12:36 AM
The girl was young, younger than Cherry, and by the looks of it, by quite a bit- five or six months, at the very least. Though perhaps she was older than she seemed, simply untouched by the horrors of the world, at least physically. How cute. Cherry watched Delphinium quietly, unable to help the small twinge of irritation at the younger femme's ignorance of her presence, for the most part, focused more on the little boy and his rocks than the one there that could, you know, actually talk. Cherrywine listened to her words regardless, a hint of curiosity lighting up behind her eyes at the mention of "Tanglewood". The name was vaguely familiar, perhaps she had heard it mentioned once before, by a client, or something, so she thought it was safe to assume that it was something similar to the clans and tribes she'd heard of back in the city. "You're welcome to stay, of course,"
Did she mean to tell her there was no test, or anything, to get in? Hell yeah, that was easy. "Your group doesn't have like, an initiation, or something?" Now that it was a possibility, she kind of hoped not.
Next approached a giant-ass hellhound type guy, one unlike anyone she'd ever seen before. She'd encountered weird creatures in the past, but never one both so hellish and so big. Cherrywine couldn't help her wariness, but she tried to internalize it, feeling her brow furrow ever so slightly as he spoke. "I think I know to watch my own damn kid, thanks," Cherry told him, though she tried not to get too pissy over such a small comment, especially as he was going on to speak of a "safe route" to... somewhere. Their base, or something, she guessed. "Oh, yeah, sure." She didn't really have much of a choice, even if this place was gross, since Clark was still a hassle to deal with on the road and they hadn't truly settled since he was born. "Okay, kiddo," mumbled the tabby, looking over the boy's rocks and then focusing on his azure eyes that matched hers almost perfectly. "We're gonna follow that guy, okay?" Cherry pointed to Fenrisulfr as she spoke, just to make sure her son knew what she was getting at. He'd follow after her, anyway, but it felt wrong to just walk away. "Who are you, anyway?" she went on, addressing Fenris. She didn't think that guy had introduced himself yet- if so, she hadn't been listening.
"speech"
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Bright blue eyes followed Clark as he moved away from her grasp to grab... another rock. Incredible. He was covered in the rancid mud, beautiful cream fur stained green and brown- god, this would take so long to wash out. "Mama!" Mama, Mama, Mama; it was all he could say, and while it got kind of old at times, she could sort of understand what he was trying to communicate when he used it, so Cherry tried to maintain a patient demeanor, though it was clear the girl wasn't exactly the parent type. [color=black]"Uh-huh," she mumbled as she surveyed him, forcing a smile onto her lips and reaching out with one paw to scrape a bit of dirt from his cheek. Hopefully the small gesture would be enough to please him - it wasn't hard to make the kid happy -, for the voice of another had reached Cherrywine's ears, and the molly had her head raised, awaiting the arrival of whoever was able to live in a place like this.The girl was young, younger than Cherry, and by the looks of it, by quite a bit- five or six months, at the very least. Though perhaps she was older than she seemed, simply untouched by the horrors of the world, at least physically. How cute. Cherry watched Delphinium quietly, unable to help the small twinge of irritation at the younger femme's ignorance of her presence, for the most part, focused more on the little boy and his rocks than the one there that could, you know, actually talk. Cherrywine listened to her words regardless, a hint of curiosity lighting up behind her eyes at the mention of "Tanglewood". The name was vaguely familiar, perhaps she had heard it mentioned once before, by a client, or something, so she thought it was safe to assume that it was something similar to the clans and tribes she'd heard of back in the city. "You're welcome to stay, of course,"
Did she mean to tell her there was no test, or anything, to get in? Hell yeah, that was easy. "Your group doesn't have like, an initiation, or something?" Now that it was a possibility, she kind of hoped not.
Next approached a giant-ass hellhound type guy, one unlike anyone she'd ever seen before. She'd encountered weird creatures in the past, but never one both so hellish and so big. Cherrywine couldn't help her wariness, but she tried to internalize it, feeling her brow furrow ever so slightly as he spoke. "I think I know to watch my own damn kid, thanks," Cherry told him, though she tried not to get too pissy over such a small comment, especially as he was going on to speak of a "safe route" to... somewhere. Their base, or something, she guessed. "Oh, yeah, sure." She didn't really have much of a choice, even if this place was gross, since Clark was still a hassle to deal with on the road and they hadn't truly settled since he was born. "Okay, kiddo," mumbled the tabby, looking over the boy's rocks and then focusing on his azure eyes that matched hers almost perfectly. "We're gonna follow that guy, okay?" Cherry pointed to Fenrisulfr as she spoke, just to make sure her son knew what she was getting at. He'd follow after her, anyway, but it felt wrong to just walk away. "Who are you, anyway?" she went on, addressing Fenris. She didn't think that guy had introduced himself yet- if so, she hadn't been listening.
"speech"