COUPLE HITS THAN I SWAY // cleaning time/one-word prompt

[T. ROUX]

THE GOLD IS SLEEPING IN THE RIVER

Trygve had been lazing about in the sun for the most part or helping with Aine's garden whenever she asked for help with anything, his half closed eyes glancing around at the sudden sound of coughing and noticed Gael walking in the direction of the sound. The draconic jaguar blinked his eyes a few times before letting out a huff, he would grit his teeth as he rose slowly to his paws feeling his body shaking slightly. He was still not used to feeling this frail, it almost felt like the time he had gotten burnt by Caesar as a cub but he hadn't nearly died then or at least, he could not recall anyways. The thought made the fur along his spije prickle slightly but he shook his head and shoved those thoughts away, he was alive. He had to be grateful for that much... This was the second time Aine had saved his sorry ass.

Without much of a word, Trygve began to make his way over to see both Dante and Gael before sneezing at the slight dust particles that had actually gotten to him. "Jesus dude... Your place must be hella dusty." Clearly it was from what he had seen Gael blowing the dust away, Ry usually assuming that the vulpine was a germaphobe of sorts and not realizing that it might've been due to asthma. He was never nosy to begin with, if his ass didn't belong somewhere or it wasn't about him... He normally kept to himself. "Aw hell... Guess I'll lend a paw too. I got nothin better to do so might as well, I guess." A faint smirk forming itself onto his maw.

BUT THE FLOWER'S IN MY HAND
WITH A PALER LEAF AND BROKEN PETAL, I'LL PAINT THE KING AND QUEEN

— Reggan