02-13-2016, 08:50 AM
WEIR
Weir smiles, lost in his own land of endless information, never ending stories and facts and nonsense. His amber eyes follow the scurrying young bird, darting from the underbrush back to the safety of it's little home. He knew the feeling of safety one could find in such a structure, much like early man and their caves.
It's pretty
The soft sound of her voice dances in his ears and he turns, nodding his rusty head at her. "Pretty indeed, a likable enough bird I should say." Weir knows this is nothing compared to species that boasted hues so bright and vibrant- the envy of any rainbow. It's just that there were none to be had at the moment, none whatsoever so they would have to wait.
Oven? What's an oven? The sound of soft song plays again and before he can reply another voice cut in to the clearing.
"An oven? Why an oven is something used to cook food with. Make it hot, for eating, it's something humans do." Accompanying the voice is a very large reptile, one that is green with a great shell upon his back. His neck is long and gives him the appearance of being much taller than he truly is, though his eyes are kind as he ambles towards them.
"Ah, right you are Darwin, as you can see I've returned. This is Neva, she'll be staying with us here in the Dale."
The tortoise makes a whistling noise, nodding once before a grand turtley smile pulls his mouth up. "Yes I can see you are back indeed, and well, it is a great pleasure Neva." He dips his long neck, lower in his green head in a bow. "I am Darwin, the kindest and handsomest of Galapagos tortoises I can assure you." He chuckles and stops when the yawn leaks from the child's mouth.
"Oh! Yes right, a rest would do hmm?" Weir exclaims, sending flurries of snow swirling about them. "Just a moment here...and..yes we'll have a well deserved nap." The cold deepens as the drift of flakes take shape, forming cubes of snow in a circle, building up, up, up. Before long, they are encased in a grand igloo, just big enough for the three though Darwin did not nap.
"There we are Neva, cozy and snug." He finds a place beside her, using his side to cuddle around her for protection and warmth.
It's pretty
The soft sound of her voice dances in his ears and he turns, nodding his rusty head at her. "Pretty indeed, a likable enough bird I should say." Weir knows this is nothing compared to species that boasted hues so bright and vibrant- the envy of any rainbow. It's just that there were none to be had at the moment, none whatsoever so they would have to wait.
Oven? What's an oven? The sound of soft song plays again and before he can reply another voice cut in to the clearing.
"An oven? Why an oven is something used to cook food with. Make it hot, for eating, it's something humans do." Accompanying the voice is a very large reptile, one that is green with a great shell upon his back. His neck is long and gives him the appearance of being much taller than he truly is, though his eyes are kind as he ambles towards them.
"Ah, right you are Darwin, as you can see I've returned. This is Neva, she'll be staying with us here in the Dale."
The tortoise makes a whistling noise, nodding once before a grand turtley smile pulls his mouth up. "Yes I can see you are back indeed, and well, it is a great pleasure Neva." He dips his long neck, lower in his green head in a bow. "I am Darwin, the kindest and handsomest of Galapagos tortoises I can assure you." He chuckles and stops when the yawn leaks from the child's mouth.
"Oh! Yes right, a rest would do hmm?" Weir exclaims, sending flurries of snow swirling about them. "Just a moment here...and..yes we'll have a well deserved nap." The cold deepens as the drift of flakes take shape, forming cubes of snow in a circle, building up, up, up. Before long, they are encased in a grand igloo, just big enough for the three though Darwin did not nap.
"There we are Neva, cozy and snug." He finds a place beside her, using his side to cuddle around her for protection and warmth.
FIRST WE'LL MAKE SNOW ANGELS FOR TWO HOURS
THEN WE'LL GO ICE SKATING
THEN WE'LL GO ICE SKATING