Yesterday, 9:33 PM
Her thought process was strange. He does not think he would hang around those who may eat him, but who eats the wolves? Nothing that he knows of. But there is truth to her words, they do come to her, and though he questions their intelligence for doing so, he found advantage in it, so decided to pay no matter to it anymore.
She mentioned then a snail, a thing that he had indeed seen before. He had not thought too much on the creature so far, but considered what she said. Their shells did look rather similar to this stone, though much, much smaller. His head tilted and he gave a nod. ”Maybe they looked like snails, but very large,” he imagined, though wondered how sticky they would be.
”True, shells without their turtle…may look odd,” he considered, his mind still trying to figure out exactly what kind of creature made this and would have lived in it. He watched as his sister traced the form
”Water? Have you spent much time by the ocean?” he inquired, wondering if she had great knowledge of the water creatures. He knew mildly of fish, but not that much. How anything lived in the water without drawing breath…well, it was mysterious to him. The mention of the age of the thing, he also felt it had to be old…but he couldn’t understand why exactly. He snorted with amusement. ”Old indeed,” he commented, flipping the stone over.
”I will keep it. Let me know if you find any others, we can compare them,” he suggested. ”I must go bury it now,” he hopped up, allowing her a final look of the thing before he found it a home.
She mentioned then a snail, a thing that he had indeed seen before. He had not thought too much on the creature so far, but considered what she said. Their shells did look rather similar to this stone, though much, much smaller. His head tilted and he gave a nod. ”Maybe they looked like snails, but very large,” he imagined, though wondered how sticky they would be.
”True, shells without their turtle…may look odd,” he considered, his mind still trying to figure out exactly what kind of creature made this and would have lived in it. He watched as his sister traced the form
”Water? Have you spent much time by the ocean?” he inquired, wondering if she had great knowledge of the water creatures. He knew mildly of fish, but not that much. How anything lived in the water without drawing breath…well, it was mysterious to him. The mention of the age of the thing, he also felt it had to be old…but he couldn’t understand why exactly. He snorted with amusement. ”Old indeed,” he commented, flipping the stone over.
”I will keep it. Let me know if you find any others, we can compare them,” he suggested. ”I must go bury it now,” he hopped up, allowing her a final look of the thing before he found it a home.