03-12-2016, 09:09 AM
WEIR
Darwin smiles and blinks, his tortoisey head bobbing as he is jostled by the girls nose.
'Not to worry,' he assures her with a grin, merely back-stepping so he is not within the line of fire so to speak. It didn't hurt of course, Darwin was not plagued with tender skin but to save the child's dignity he gave her a wider berth. 'Nothing to fret over Neva, didn't hurt a bit.' The tortoise looks up calmly as the flakes swirl around them, it was something he was quite used to witnessing by now, still they brought a calmness to him nevertheless.
As the three settle in for a well deserved rest, Darwin tucks himself within his shell, ready to enjoy his sleepless version of rest. He listens quietly as Neva's voice breaks one of Weir's yawns, and hums to himself as the roan begins to answer.
"How? Well a sort of gift you might call it, from a grand adventure." His amber eyes take on a sleepy look as his lids begin to grow heavy. "One with snow and Santa and my very good friend Warship." Another yawn takes it's time escaping his lips as he tries to fight the drowse that creeps over him. "There are many kinds of traits in Beqanna young Neva, I will show you more after we rest if you like. Others you will have to wait and see if they are revealed to you, it's not polite to ask really." His rusty mouth turns to lip her forelock gently, nudging her tiny body as if tucking her in to himself.
"Why, I'll say you have a little gift yourself." He chortles, noting the fine frost that begins to spread over her. "At least we wont make each other cold." A final yawn edges his words as he pulls his head to his shoulder to snooze...
'Not to worry,' he assures her with a grin, merely back-stepping so he is not within the line of fire so to speak. It didn't hurt of course, Darwin was not plagued with tender skin but to save the child's dignity he gave her a wider berth. 'Nothing to fret over Neva, didn't hurt a bit.' The tortoise looks up calmly as the flakes swirl around them, it was something he was quite used to witnessing by now, still they brought a calmness to him nevertheless.
As the three settle in for a well deserved rest, Darwin tucks himself within his shell, ready to enjoy his sleepless version of rest. He listens quietly as Neva's voice breaks one of Weir's yawns, and hums to himself as the roan begins to answer.
"How? Well a sort of gift you might call it, from a grand adventure." His amber eyes take on a sleepy look as his lids begin to grow heavy. "One with snow and Santa and my very good friend Warship." Another yawn takes it's time escaping his lips as he tries to fight the drowse that creeps over him. "There are many kinds of traits in Beqanna young Neva, I will show you more after we rest if you like. Others you will have to wait and see if they are revealed to you, it's not polite to ask really." His rusty mouth turns to lip her forelock gently, nudging her tiny body as if tucking her in to himself.
"Why, I'll say you have a little gift yourself." He chortles, noting the fine frost that begins to spread over her. "At least we wont make each other cold." A final yawn edges his words as he pulls his head to his shoulder to snooze...
WINTER IS COMING
sure new thread sounds good, just wanted him to explain real quick before