04-18-2019, 09:50 AM
[div style="width: 450px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; font-family: heiti sc; font-size: 8pt;"]> CONRÍ Ó FAOLÁIN | current track ♪ | reuniting. . . |
"Da?" The youth practically barrelled his way down the mountainside, stumbling once or twice as he went, wearing his typical, lopsided grin. It was his da, for sure. The smaller wolf barely kept himself from charging right into him, tail wagging to and fro with the force of a hurricane. It felt like a life time ago since he had seen his father.
Considering the immortal lifespan of a fae, perhaps it had been, or perhaps it had been less. The boy bounced on his paws, eyes bright as stars. "Hey, da! Did you track us 'ere? I tracked Lilja 'ere -- I've gotten good at tracking, you know. I mean, you're probably better, since it's been a few days and you weren't right behind us. You smell kinda funny too, like salt, so I thin' I would've noticed." Now that he did notice, Conrí blinked, head cocking slightly to the side. "I was tracking Suvi too when she wen' missing, or I tried to -- I lost 'er. Well, I didn't lose her, she went over the sea I thin'; is that why you smell like salt? Were you tracking Suvi too?"
Losing his sister, one of the siblings he had been born alongside, had not gone over well with Conrí. Triplets ought to stick together... Although he had left Lonân behind tracking their older sister. He shuffled his paws, suddenly conscious that he'd been talking quite a lot, and in front of Tena too, who his da did not know. Worse, he'd admitted he had lost track of Suvi. With a frown, the boy's ears flicked backward.
"... You um... You're 'ere to see us, yeah? I'm sure Lil is somewhere near by."
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"Da?" The youth practically barrelled his way down the mountainside, stumbling once or twice as he went, wearing his typical, lopsided grin. It was his da, for sure. The smaller wolf barely kept himself from charging right into him, tail wagging to and fro with the force of a hurricane. It felt like a life time ago since he had seen his father.
Considering the immortal lifespan of a fae, perhaps it had been, or perhaps it had been less. The boy bounced on his paws, eyes bright as stars. "Hey, da! Did you track us 'ere? I tracked Lilja 'ere -- I've gotten good at tracking, you know. I mean, you're probably better, since it's been a few days and you weren't right behind us. You smell kinda funny too, like salt, so I thin' I would've noticed." Now that he did notice, Conrí blinked, head cocking slightly to the side. "I was tracking Suvi too when she wen' missing, or I tried to -- I lost 'er. Well, I didn't lose her, she went over the sea I thin'; is that why you smell like salt? Were you tracking Suvi too?"
Losing his sister, one of the siblings he had been born alongside, had not gone over well with Conrí. Triplets ought to stick together... Although he had left Lonân behind tracking their older sister. He shuffled his paws, suddenly conscious that he'd been talking quite a lot, and in front of Tena too, who his da did not know. Worse, he'd admitted he had lost track of Suvi. With a frown, the boy's ears flicked backward.
"... You um... You're 'ere to see us, yeah? I'm sure Lil is somewhere near by."
// mobile
[align=right]— you will remember me for centuries
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「 IF MY ARMOR BREAKS I'LL FUSE IT BACK TOGETHER 」
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