Everest
Offering Mateo a ruffff of agreement, the boy-dog sits quietly as Sunjata addresses them. Of course Everest nearly always had questions about things, but just now he was at a loss about what to say given the magnitude of what it was Sunjata was doing. Not wanting to wax poetic about death and life and if it was better to do something and risk death versus do nothing and live in a world you hated, the boy curled his thick tail around his paws and sighed uneasily.
Will we have any way of knowing what's going on outside? If...if things are going well, or if anyone is hurt, or.. Unable to bring himself to say the word, the pup merely whines before pushing his cold nose into his friend's palm and huffing unhappily.
Will we have any way of knowing what's going on outside? If...if things are going well, or if anyone is hurt, or.. Unable to bring himself to say the word, the pup merely whines before pushing his cold nose into his friend's palm and huffing unhappily.
If I told you that you'd do nothing with it
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
I'd still be that cigarette that you couldn't finish
