01-04-2021, 01:13 PM
Stranger.
That was all the towering wyvern could feel like anymore. He felt like a stranger, like he didn’t belong here. Maybe he didn’t belong here, but he didn’t know where he truly belonged. Cory was eight years old, far past ripe. Nobody here was remotely as old as he was, at least, not that he knew of. Not to mention, every person present were unknown to him. He found himself staring upon them with blatant confusion every single time he wandered through the camp, often times not even remembering who they were after meeting them once. Maybe because there was no visible impression made upon him? Who knew. All Cory knew was that he was a stranger to all of them.
And this? This was a stranger to him.
The heavily guarded male would stare upon the kitten’s petite form, listening to the bickering coos emitted from those around. So, this child had a shit childhood? Cory could relate. His own mother had abandoned him. A gruff swallow was all he could manage for the moment, before the inner medic crept out.
“Is she dehydrated? Malnourished?” he asked, having not noticed the water brought forth. Was this...worry trickling from him? Perhaps.
That was all the towering wyvern could feel like anymore. He felt like a stranger, like he didn’t belong here. Maybe he didn’t belong here, but he didn’t know where he truly belonged. Cory was eight years old, far past ripe. Nobody here was remotely as old as he was, at least, not that he knew of. Not to mention, every person present were unknown to him. He found himself staring upon them with blatant confusion every single time he wandered through the camp, often times not even remembering who they were after meeting them once. Maybe because there was no visible impression made upon him? Who knew. All Cory knew was that he was a stranger to all of them.
And this? This was a stranger to him.
The heavily guarded male would stare upon the kitten’s petite form, listening to the bickering coos emitted from those around. So, this child had a shit childhood? Cory could relate. His own mother had abandoned him. A gruff swallow was all he could manage for the moment, before the inner medic crept out.
“Is she dehydrated? Malnourished?” he asked, having not noticed the water brought forth. Was this...worry trickling from him? Perhaps.
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