1/25/2026, 7:48 PM
A low rumbling stirs in his wide chest at the little doves defensiveness, a reaction as primal as it comes. He doesn’t understand much, but he knows teeth means pain, and pain means fear. And fear—well, he’s good at understanding that by any judgement of the river.
He isn’t, however, understanding the words that emit from The Little thing’s mouth. He mirrors her yet again; tongue flicking idly outside his gums and jaw flapping like that of a bird.
No sound happens.
The Monster tries once more— This time with a louder grumble.
“Uaawghee…”
He’s puzzled. Confused. Why does it not sound like her’s? His brows knit together tightly, his lips curling in anger at the dissatisfaction of not being able to communicate. “Eauuee…eeathee
…thee…”
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He isn’t, however, understanding the words that emit from The Little thing’s mouth. He mirrors her yet again; tongue flicking idly outside his gums and jaw flapping like that of a bird.
No sound happens.
The Monster tries once more— This time with a louder grumble.
“Uaawghee…”
He’s puzzled. Confused. Why does it not sound like her’s? His brows knit together tightly, his lips curling in anger at the dissatisfaction of not being able to communicate. “Eauuee…eeathee
…thee…”