2/8/2025, 5:04 AM
Again she continued talking.. maybe he was hoping the in-depth voiced opinions about death would scare her off or simply make her uncomfortable enough to where she didn’t want to be around him anymore, and yet again she stayed. However it seemed she feared the pain the end brought more than the actual end. Fearing what she didn’t know? It made sense, though he couldn’t himself remember the last time he truly feared death, he knew her intensely, like a reoccurring memory she would always surround, taking from him bit by bit until he was next. Though he wasn’t interested in continuing this conversation any longer, the main purpose of this walk was to find food and shelter, yet he still didn’t know why she continued following him even now.
Were her parents not worried about their missing child? Or even this pack she spoke of, apparently they’d lost more than a few members to said hungry bears, wouldn’t they need all the help they could get at this point? Even if it was from a child, she was definitely capable of talking the enemies head off.. stubborn little sprite she was.
“You don’t think your pack will be looking for you?” He questioned, his steps keeping their natural pace, wide and steep. “We’re further from where you started; Go back while you can, before the snow covers your tracks” He insisted deeply, his ears flickering to the heavy snow flakes that seemed to only fall in thicker clumps, and much faster than before.
He didn’t know how long he’d have to continue walking before finding somewhere to stay, he didn’t quite care either, he would walk until he couldn’t see ahead of him, as if the weather conditions ever got so severe, it would only be smart to stay put and wait it out.
Were her parents not worried about their missing child? Or even this pack she spoke of, apparently they’d lost more than a few members to said hungry bears, wouldn’t they need all the help they could get at this point? Even if it was from a child, she was definitely capable of talking the enemies head off.. stubborn little sprite she was.
“You don’t think your pack will be looking for you?” He questioned, his steps keeping their natural pace, wide and steep. “We’re further from where you started; Go back while you can, before the snow covers your tracks” He insisted deeply, his ears flickering to the heavy snow flakes that seemed to only fall in thicker clumps, and much faster than before.
He didn’t know how long he’d have to continue walking before finding somewhere to stay, he didn’t quite care either, he would walk until he couldn’t see ahead of him, as if the weather conditions ever got so severe, it would only be smart to stay put and wait it out.