01-13-2021, 03:11 AM
Michael hadn't learned much about Deldrach thus far, aside from the fact that she had known Goldie. That alone was enough to instill some trust in the dealer, since he knew quite well that Goldie didn't make friends with just anyone, especially if they seemed untrustworthy. Despite not knowing much about Del up to this point, it hadn't been hard for the bobcat to assume that she was capable. She had that sort of air to her, where she seemed ready and prepared to do whatever she needed to in order to survive. Michael certainly admired that, considering he had lived in that sort of state for most of his life. Although, he hadn't been able to be quite so tough, about it, like Deldrach was. He hadn't had her size, nor her obvious prowess for hunting and fighting. Instead, he had to simply rely on his wits and sneaking ability – both had gotten him pretty damn far, of course, but he didn't consider himself to be on the same level as the lioness. Maybe, someday, if he worked up the guts at some point, he could ask her how to get stronger, in spite of his small size.
Today, however, was not that day. Rather than being drawn over for advice or to ask any questions, Michael was drawn over by the smell of something good. It was enough to make his mouth water, which wasn't something that often happened outside of sweets and blood. Not only did it smell absolutely divine already, but the actual prey that was currently spinning slowly on the spit was enough to cause the bobcat to pause. The boar was massive, at least by his standards, and it was clear that it had put up at least a little bit of a fight. As he looked the roasting boar over, he couldn't help but let out a purr of approval, "Wow, Deldrach... congrats on the catch. Certainly an impressive thing to bring down all on your own..." His mismatched gaze then drifted over to the gash upon her side, as well as the scratches covering her front legs. With a small frown tugging at his muzzle, he questioned, "Speaking of... you want me to grab Roan or Rosemary? Those look like they hurt..." Although, Michael wasn't sure he'd be able to grab Roan at the moment. He hadn't seen the soothsayer in a few days, which was odd for the usual workaholic Roux.
Today, however, was not that day. Rather than being drawn over for advice or to ask any questions, Michael was drawn over by the smell of something good. It was enough to make his mouth water, which wasn't something that often happened outside of sweets and blood. Not only did it smell absolutely divine already, but the actual prey that was currently spinning slowly on the spit was enough to cause the bobcat to pause. The boar was massive, at least by his standards, and it was clear that it had put up at least a little bit of a fight. As he looked the roasting boar over, he couldn't help but let out a purr of approval, "Wow, Deldrach... congrats on the catch. Certainly an impressive thing to bring down all on your own..." His mismatched gaze then drifted over to the gash upon her side, as well as the scratches covering her front legs. With a small frown tugging at his muzzle, he questioned, "Speaking of... you want me to grab Roan or Rosemary? Those look like they hurt..." Although, Michael wasn't sure he'd be able to grab Roan at the moment. He hadn't seen the soothsayer in a few days, which was odd for the usual workaholic Roux.
— Reggan