04-01-2021, 12:06 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 415px;text-align: justify;font-family: times new roman;font-size: 10pt;line-height: 116%;text-indent: 35px;"]The smell of rotten food was something that Ruven wished wasn't familiar to him. Having been with two parents that didn't really hunt very well for the first five months of his life made it so he knew the smell, and he knew it well. He didn't know how they had survived up to the point that they had, but he didn't pay it no mind half the time. Although he would have rather eaten food that wasn't spoiled and on the verge of molding and having little 'friends' inside it, he made it work, he survived up to this point.
It seemed as though he wasn't alone in smelling it though, for when Ruven had come upon the smell at last he saw Aphra there with a weird lizard thing, talking to it. Ruven hadn't fully made his opinion on Aphra yet, considering he didn't know her too well, but talking to a lizard seemed to put her opinion lower on the list. "What're you doing?" The child would ask, head tilting to the side as he pad forward, looking towards the white feline before looking down at the komodo, "It's carrying around food... that's weird." Usually animals just up and ate it, not carried it around wrapped up.
It seemed as though he wasn't alone in smelling it though, for when Ruven had come upon the smell at last he saw Aphra there with a weird lizard thing, talking to it. Ruven hadn't fully made his opinion on Aphra yet, considering he didn't know her too well, but talking to a lizard seemed to put her opinion lower on the list. "What're you doing?" The child would ask, head tilting to the side as he pad forward, looking towards the white feline before looking down at the komodo, "It's carrying around food... that's weird." Usually animals just up and ate it, not carried it around wrapped up.