10-25-2019, 01:12 PM
When the scent of pumpkin bread reached Wormwood's nose, the guardsman felt himself pause in his step, his tail flicking from side to side as he searched for the source of the scent. Worm wasn't really the type for cooking or baking, so the majority of the time, the only way that he enjoyed any sort of cooked food was when somebody else made it. Sometimes that led to horrible consequences, since he ate pretty much anything that was offered to him by a clanmates. Occasionally, this led to him eating something absolutely awful, and regretting it afterwards. Thankfully, it didn't seem like this time would be one of those scenarios, considering the fact that the pumpkin bread smelled delicious, and as he got closer to the scent of the smell, he realized that it had been made by Delilah. He was quite sure Delilah was pretty excellent at baking, and he immediately felt himself speed up his pace, his paws eagerly pushing him forward towards the gathering table that Del had put the pumpkin bread on. Moving up in front of the table, Wormwood took in a deep breath of the amazing scent of pumpkin, and half of him wanted to scoop up as much bread as he could possibly eat, but he held himself back, not wanting to be rude to the newly awakened dragoness. He rumbled softly as he reached out to grab a piece of the pumpkin bread, pulling it close and popping a bit into his mouth, before a warm and happy chuff left him. He then said to Delilah, shifting his wings up and down happily as he spoke, "This is delicious, Delilah! I'm assuming that you made it... it really is amazing. How long have you been baking, Del?" He was very, very glad that Delilah was out and about again, not stuck inside that worrying cocoon that he had been anxiously watching over for the last few days. He wanted to become closer to her now that she was alright, considering how worried he had been about her while she had been wrapped up in the cocoon.
[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]
— Reggan