06-21-2020, 08:25 PM
A BED BIG ENOUGH TO SLEEP IN AS I ROLL AROUND AT NIGHT
They were gliding gently along, in that gentle space between dreams and reality right before slumber took over, when they heard a voice. They grunt, wiggling and twisting themself around to face Alaric. They had hay... well. Everywhere, sticking out of their fur. Their tail wagged, recognizing him vaguely, from the crater incident, and from Leroy handing out tasks earlier. His name was on the tip of their tongue...
Their mind however, drifted to the crater. All of that had felt like so long ago, but it really... wasn't.
"Thanks! I didn't really have much else to do." It wasn't a rude statement, they were still only new, and the rebuilding efforts had only just begun. There was a lot to do, and they were happy to have a task at hand. At Alaric's question, they withdraw a little, sheepish. "I uh, had a little help."
They look over at one of the horses, specifically the one they had employed the services of. They hoped that wasn't looked down on, but they'd figured... why not? They were one wolfdog. And it had still taken nearly all day. Even with the horses' help, they had still done quite a bit of hard labour, dragging our the materials, sorting them. Attaching the wagon to the horse.
"You wouldn't believe how much these guys love carrots." They add, picking hay out of their chest fur. They look over at Alaric, a piece of said hay caught between their teeth. "Also... I didn't catch your name. Mine's Keter. How is your task going?"
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Their mind however, drifted to the crater. All of that had felt like so long ago, but it really... wasn't.
"Thanks! I didn't really have much else to do." It wasn't a rude statement, they were still only new, and the rebuilding efforts had only just begun. There was a lot to do, and they were happy to have a task at hand. At Alaric's question, they withdraw a little, sheepish. "I uh, had a little help."
They look over at one of the horses, specifically the one they had employed the services of. They hoped that wasn't looked down on, but they'd figured... why not? They were one wolfdog. And it had still taken nearly all day. Even with the horses' help, they had still done quite a bit of hard labour, dragging our the materials, sorting them. Attaching the wagon to the horse.
"You wouldn't believe how much these guys love carrots." They add, picking hay out of their chest fur. They look over at Alaric, a piece of said hay caught between their teeth. "Also... I didn't catch your name. Mine's Keter. How is your task going?"
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