As it was, his hammering heart calms at the man's admission. He knew the world was harsh, why wouldn't the other worlds be the same? Nobody deserved that. Assuming his parents didn't die from natural causes because... Jigano looked ancient.
What were they like though? Granger paused the minute shuffling of his paws as he thought about it. He'd been young when they died but it didn't mean he couldn't remember some of the better times in his life with them despite the overshadowing dread when he thought of their deaths.
Head more towards the suns path. He didn't answer right away, finally coming to rest his head on his paws with his tail curled around his body. Small twitches of the muscle kept him balanced with each step. My pa was good with his hands. He worked the ground even when it was stubborn and made sure we 'ad food to eat most nights. Ma mended clothes when she came to the village but she was quiet. I think she was sad we didn't have real beds like some of the townspeople.
He hummed more to himself before continuing. Ma always told me stories of the gods. She made them sound wise 'nd kind. But then why would they let them die and leave me alone? The young boy used his paws to ruffle the fur around his snout, increasingly anxious as he began to pace along Jigano's shoulders.
