Rockingham
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Ooc: And I would request that you do not call me or my co-mate an asshole. We have done nothing to you.
Rocky jumped and grabbed the bear as she landed on top of him. Sara licked his face almost to death. Rocky had been worried about the poor thing. No mother, all on it's own. It had such beautiful hair. How ugly it would get if no one were to comb it each day. If no one were to protect it from the dangerous things in the forest... like bees and mosquito bugs.
Mothers were to do those things. Now Sara had found her way towards her mother. Rocky made sure she was ok. He felt along her sides and neck. She seemed fine, perfectly fine. Rocky made a glance over to Ferdy. She still had her eye on the black chocobo down there. He wasn't sure what was in her stare, caution, warning, playful gaming. If he were smarter, he might know such things. He looked back at the scene.
"Whoah," he whispered, watching the man fling that other guy into a tree. He made it look like he was throwing a stick or something. Rocky looked at Sabaka, his eyes wide. Sabaka didn't want him to go out there, with his sword out, flying headlong into a person with that much power. He may have very well saved poor little ole Rocky's life. As many times before, he thanksed Sabaka for saving him.
Sara nestled in his lap as Rocky kept watch of the view below. He was enamored in it, parts of him still wanted to go down. A calling almost. His rational side, mostly Sabaka's words in his brain, told him to stay put, and wait for the right moment. It would come soon, he knew it.
Good things come to those who wait.
Rocky smiled, that was a good one, he wished he could write it down. What was it again? Good thing come to wait... no. Ummm, Good waiting comes from things? Damnit. He would have to buy a pen and paper next time he goes into town. Those thoughts needed to be saved for later.
The scene below unfolded to them.
Rocky jumped and grabbed the bear as she landed on top of him. Sara licked his face almost to death. Rocky had been worried about the poor thing. No mother, all on it's own. It had such beautiful hair. How ugly it would get if no one were to comb it each day. If no one were to protect it from the dangerous things in the forest... like bees and mosquito bugs.
Mothers were to do those things. Now Sara had found her way towards her mother. Rocky made sure she was ok. He felt along her sides and neck. She seemed fine, perfectly fine. Rocky made a glance over to Ferdy. She still had her eye on the black chocobo down there. He wasn't sure what was in her stare, caution, warning, playful gaming. If he were smarter, he might know such things. He looked back at the scene.
"Whoah," he whispered, watching the man fling that other guy into a tree. He made it look like he was throwing a stick or something. Rocky looked at Sabaka, his eyes wide. Sabaka didn't want him to go out there, with his sword out, flying headlong into a person with that much power. He may have very well saved poor little ole Rocky's life. As many times before, he thanksed Sabaka for saving him.
Sara nestled in his lap as Rocky kept watch of the view below. He was enamored in it, parts of him still wanted to go down. A calling almost. His rational side, mostly Sabaka's words in his brain, told him to stay put, and wait for the right moment. It would come soon, he knew it.
Good things come to those who wait.
Rocky smiled, that was a good one, he wished he could write it down. What was it again? Good thing come to wait... no. Ummm, Good waiting comes from things? Damnit. He would have to buy a pen and paper next time he goes into town. Those thoughts needed to be saved for later.
The scene below unfolded to them.