so we take our time and skip around some
The egg is taken and nothing is received in place of it (that he knows of, MP AYOOO), and it leaves him relatively empty handed and unfortunately rather alone, which are two things Thorn isn’t that used to these days. He steps away, trying to peer at the games and events going around and wondering if there was anywhere a drink might be procured when he hears a familiar voice, spinning on his heel to look over and see Zavien and some relief finally forces its way into his shoulders. “Hey. Yeah, that’d be nice.” He hadn’t realized he was starving up until this point, but as he spies the food in the Commander’s arms, his stomach rumbles quietly.
Reaching over to help him take some of the food that’s offered, Thorn’s grin brightens a touch as he looks down to see Sol, offering a little wave and a hi to the dragon before he squints around in the vibrant sun. “You wanna go sit down somewhere? Think I saw some lil desert lizards Sol might wanna harass?” He gestures to a quiet spot off to the side where there does indeed seem to be some tiny little lizards trying to steal some food from the event and scurry it away.
Reaching over to help him take some of the food that’s offered, Thorn’s grin brightens a touch as he looks down to see Sol, offering a little wave and a hi to the dragon before he squints around in the vibrant sun. “You wanna go sit down somewhere? Think I saw some lil desert lizards Sol might wanna harass?” He gestures to a quiet spot off to the side where there does indeed seem to be some tiny little lizards trying to steal some food from the event and scurry it away.
Hawthorn
half my love is on the run
