24.Apr.13, 05:51 PM
The lantern in Oahvakeen's hand was as heavy as his conscience as he tried to assure himself that he was doing the right thing. Silently, he trekked through the woods, making note of the tree arrangements and the canopy above. He told himself that at the end of the day, he'd make a little cot for himself in one of the canopies, enough to rest in for the night. The night he'd run away, he'd come here, rest, and then continue running more in the morning. That was the plan anyways. His feelings and plans had been fickle and tumultuous, and part of him hated his instability.
He didn't hear anything above him worthy of nothing, but he did spot in the distance a small figure. Surely it had to be a woman, by her petite size, come out to spy on him and tattle. If he ran away, the woman would know what he was up to and tattle. But if he acted like he wasn't doing anything wrong... ?
He began to weave through the trees, approaching the figure. As he got closer, he discovered it was not a woman, but a young girl. So much for his paranoia.
"So uh.... why are you so little and what are you doing out here? Are you spying on me?", he tried to keep his voice calm, but nervousness and anxiety squeaked through it. What if the girl wasn't even old enough to understand and he needed to talk to it like 'gaa-gaa-goo-goo' ? What if he talked to it and it broke? He had no idea how to approach the situation but tried his best.
He didn't hear anything above him worthy of nothing, but he did spot in the distance a small figure. Surely it had to be a woman, by her petite size, come out to spy on him and tattle. If he ran away, the woman would know what he was up to and tattle. But if he acted like he wasn't doing anything wrong... ?
He began to weave through the trees, approaching the figure. As he got closer, he discovered it was not a woman, but a young girl. So much for his paranoia.
"So uh.... why are you so little and what are you doing out here? Are you spying on me?", he tried to keep his voice calm, but nervousness and anxiety squeaked through it. What if the girl wasn't even old enough to understand and he needed to talk to it like 'gaa-gaa-goo-goo' ? What if he talked to it and it broke? He had no idea how to approach the situation but tried his best.