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 Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 7:58 pm
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On Your Behalf wandered between the rows of trees feeling increasingly uncomfortable. At the very least, he was glad Revenge had been off doing her own thing, and wasn't aware of what was going on, lest her jealousy get the better of her. He ducked his head and stuck close to Stand By Me, unsure of how to feel about the entire situation. How would meeting a legendary, especially in his unstable sense of mind, even work? In any case, there they were. "I do so hope you're sure of this whole thing, I'm... I'm rather not," he mumbled awkwardly. But a blessing of motherhood was better than no blessing at all, and despite his normal vindictive sense of superiority, he wanted what was best for the little ones. Little ones that'd carry his best traits, at least he hoped.
He gathered the little red, strange flowers and carried them carefully in the makeshift leaf-pouch he'd managed to put together, to keep them from falling out or losing their moisture. The ends tickled his nose, but he figured it'd be for the best to give this legendary an offering of a very strange, and beautiful rare flower, very similar to the one he wore. They'd been growing them around home for a long, long time, and he rarely saw them anywhere else. Hopefully they would do.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 8:22 pm
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Stand By Me chuckled softly as she watched the buck she was walking beside from the corner of her eye, amused more than anything at his behavior. It was sweet in its own way in her mind, really.
His words brought a soft burble of laughter from her as she leaned in to nuzzle at his neck, affectionately nipping at him to try and help settle his nerves a little. "It's a little late to be unsure as it stands, but yes, I'm sure."
She could understand his trepidation, but unlike him she was nothing but at ease with the idea of it all, and was doing her best to make the other to relax a little. Which meant that she was going to be extra affectionate, and was going out of her way to gently bump her backside against his, to nuzzle at his neck and ears, that sort of thing.
Give him something else to think about, than worries and concerns was her thinking, really! "Besides, you already took the time to gather up the flowers, it would be a shame to see them wither for nothing, right?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 9:29 pm
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 Fish Bones quietly trials the duo, his small form able to slip through the underbrush unseen, and very nearly silent. He's not entirely sure how to approach them, the buck seems very undecided about this idea, and the doe excited. Either of his forms has it's pros and cons, depending on how wordsy either of the duo wants him to get. His small foxbun form tends to discourage unneeded chatter, but also allows him to give very long explanations without needing to pause for breath. While his stag form, generally, feel more inviting to a conversation.
Deciding to see how it goes, he bounds ahead of them, coming out onto the path a few yards ahead of them and sitting there, his foxxy ears twitching forward to pick up their steps.
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Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2017 11:19 pm
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Fish Bones hips forward, carefully picks up the flower, gives it a caution sniff, examines it. He'd never seen anything quite like it. It was really very pretty, not that he was an expert on flowers, but it was, and rare too. He wonders if it'd keep the color if he dried it. Or if it could produce seeds, he knew just the buck to ask, too.
Looking up at the duo, he smiles, his foxy face making it look a bit more mischievous than he'd normal intend. It's beautiful, thank you.
He ponders a moment, debating silently with himself, before making his choice. May your children be sure in all their endeavors.
Normally this is where he'd scamper off, but something held him in place, perhaps the buck's earlier words, keeping Fish Bones rooted in case the soon-to-be father has any questions. He watches the buck, his eyes holding an understanding look, he'd been a father as well, and all too well remembered the worries and questions he had.
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2017 2:56 pm
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He had completely forgotten that whole incident. He wasn't about to admit it though, and merely shrugged with a bewildered, "Right, of course." He really needed to work on his memory, especially in regards to actual conversation. Skating by in a daze was not going to work forever.
But the voice from nowhere really struck him hard, and he blinked in disbelief at the little creature that stared up at him, expectantly. Unbelievable. He'd also forgotten, how quaint, that legendaries had creature forms. He blinked at his little flowers, and was glad that they suited, and it looked extra large in its tiny hands. He cleared his throat then, and shook his head once to get his bearings, and then pondered. Questions, questions... Most of his questions were personal in relation to how to deal with his sister at the end of all this. Raising the little ones was definitely something he was strangely interested in, despite being aloof for the most part. "I uh, no I'm good on questions for now, thank you... Most of mine involve family, and future awkward conversations with my sister. I very much appreciate your help and blessing on the future scuttlers, and for Stand By Me." He instinctively leaned into her then, glad she'd been so close the whole time.
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