10-02-2019, 03:52 PM
Nord was the first to approach the sorry scene of Wormwood flipped down on his back, his wings pinned beneath him and a halo of poor overstuffed dummies laying around him, practically begging him to stop shoving hay into them, though not with any sort of words. Worm hadn't exactly gotten to know Nkrd yet, andnin fact had yet to hear the kid actually speak at all, but that didn't mean he would reject the company. After all, it would get his mind off of his swirling memories of the pride, and the soft simmering anger in his chest over his past with Poet. When he heard Nord's soft whining, the canine lowering himself down to the earth beneath him, Wormwood tilted his head to just take in the younger male for a moment before chuckling softly, feeling a bit bad for evidently causing Nord some kind of worry. At least, that's all that he could assume he had done, given the whining and the body language. Still, Worm had never been the best at picking up on unsaid cues, so he could've been wrong as well. Nonetheless, he still slowly pulled himself into a sitting up position, stretching his bright red and gold wings out behind him and faintly shaking off some of the pieces of hay that were still clinging stubbornly to his feathers.
The chaser, once he was satisfied that he had swatted away the last of the hay he had let decorate him, turned his attention back to Nord, offering the male a soft smile and a flick of his long tail in greeting to the newer member. He wasn't sure if Nord would actually understand his words, but at the very least he would hopefully understand that. Glancing at one of the bursting at the seams dummies that surrounded him, Worm sighed and rumbled as he prodded at one of them, wincing when it immediately began to fall apart, finally breaking the carefully woven fabric with the slightest bit of pressure applied, "I guess I went a little bit overboard with these ones, huh...? I kinda got caught up in my own thoughts, and started shoving hay in there wildly... that was pretty stupid of me." He chuckled dryly, although there was a warm smile on his face, the last shards of his farmland memories clinging to his mind only because of the still strongly present scent of hay. Otherwise, his attention was now once again firmly in the moment, focused on the enigma in front of him that had been going by the name Nord. Wormwood rumbled as he lowered one of his crimson wings, teasingly batting Nord on the head with the edges of some of his feathers, hardly more than the faintest kiss of a touch upon the cabinet's little floppy ears, something that Worm honestly found adorable, "Are you alright? I didn't mean to spook you, if I did. I promise I'm alright now... although I'm a little upset with myself that I'll have to redo all of these dummies." He still wasn't sure if Nord could actually understand him, but he didn't want them to just sit in silence just because he wasn't sure.
The chaser, once he was satisfied that he had swatted away the last of the hay he had let decorate him, turned his attention back to Nord, offering the male a soft smile and a flick of his long tail in greeting to the newer member. He wasn't sure if Nord would actually understand his words, but at the very least he would hopefully understand that. Glancing at one of the bursting at the seams dummies that surrounded him, Worm sighed and rumbled as he prodded at one of them, wincing when it immediately began to fall apart, finally breaking the carefully woven fabric with the slightest bit of pressure applied, "I guess I went a little bit overboard with these ones, huh...? I kinda got caught up in my own thoughts, and started shoving hay in there wildly... that was pretty stupid of me." He chuckled dryly, although there was a warm smile on his face, the last shards of his farmland memories clinging to his mind only because of the still strongly present scent of hay. Otherwise, his attention was now once again firmly in the moment, focused on the enigma in front of him that had been going by the name Nord. Wormwood rumbled as he lowered one of his crimson wings, teasingly batting Nord on the head with the edges of some of his feathers, hardly more than the faintest kiss of a touch upon the cabinet's little floppy ears, something that Worm honestly found adorable, "Are you alright? I didn't mean to spook you, if I did. I promise I'm alright now... although I'm a little upset with myself that I'll have to redo all of these dummies." He still wasn't sure if Nord could actually understand him, but he didn't want them to just sit in silence just because he wasn't sure.
[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]
— Reggan