[It takes a moment of careful dragging for the wolf to get the bag front and center, to which he realizes with a snort that he could be doing this the easier way. He doesnāt want to spook Noah, butā¦he also kindof needs better dexterity if heās going to get him fed.
So! Hope heās prepared for a bit of magic. Arenāt we all, in this magic based economy.
Rocky shakes, and for a moment it looks like heās literally shaking particles of snow from his fur that werenāt originally there. After a moment though, the ice swirls around him, prompting him to sit back on his haunches with his paws folded to his chest. His anatomy reconfigures itself within the span of just a few seconds, and what once was bipedal becomes fully quadrupedal as he stands up on his hind paws. This way, heās able to crouch down and rummage through the bag with his paws, more hand like in their digits now, as he pulls out a few frozen articles of food heād had stashed away. The quartered parts of a rabbit, a few whole mice, and some mushrooms foraged and kept frozen from before winter set in fully. There are some places in some of the caves still growing fungi fresh, but he hasnāt had the need to go looking.
With all that sorted, he sits back and looks to Noah apologetically.]
I assume youāre gonna want this stuff cooked, right?
[Sorry you're gonna have to give Noah a second to process that. Like. What the fuck just happenedā
He blinks, stupidly, at Rocky. Several times, in fact. He just thought he found a magical talking animal, those happen, he wasn't expecting... he was not expecting. That's it, that's the full statement. If his eyes wander a bit, no they do not. Modesty preserved only by fur.
Noah plaps his hands over his scratched face to clear the bees from his brain. Mmrrhghprhgh what the fuck is happening.]
Um... y-yeah. Yes. Umā a-and I'm allergic to peaches. [He doesn't know why he said that, there are no peaches being pulled out of that bag.]
[Sorry Noah, maybe he should have mentioned this soonerā¦but an average talking animal this guy aināt. Honestly he prefers this form in general, itās just easier to navigate the mountain and protect himself if heās assumed to be just a normal wolf like any other. You know how it is. He looks exactly the same, exceptā¦heās got the body of a man now, at least halfway. Muscular and stocky, so much so that the lines of a few of the more prominent areas can be seen through his fur.
That said, the shock on his face isnāt lost on Rocky as he sniffs the air, looking around until he relocates where heād built his fire previously. Noah probably didnāt notice it before, but that would have been a good tipā¦what wolf can make a FIRE with its non-opposable thumbs?]
Oh, donāt worry! I donāt have any fruit right nowā¦but maybe I can find some blackberries, or raspberries down at the foot of the mountain. There are frost tender varieties that grow there.
[BUT YES, FIRE. While these temperatures arenāt conducive to flames, the dryness of the cave very much is. Heās careful to grab from his pile of kindling that hasnāt been too close to the cave mouth, piling it up high so that when he does manage to get a spark going, it will catch and spread across the twigs and litter. It also immediately gives Noah a much clearer view of the cave by firelight, which is actually decorated in a few placesā¦mostly with twine and hanging baubles that Rocky thought were interesting.
Anyway! All of that meat is going onto the fire since he can eat it either way, as are the mushrooms. As this is happening, Rocky next pulls a little wooden bowl from somewhere nearby, conjuring up some chunks of ice that drop inside like marbles. This heāll hand off to Noah.]
Here you go. Just let this melt by the fire and youāll have some nice cold water to drink.
[There's a lot happening and being said and being done, and Noah is only a little guy.
Of course the wolf had to be muscular of course of course of courseā Noah's useless and bisexual and his favourite traits in others are "muscles" and "soft", which encompasses probably 75% of the body types out there in the world. So like... you know.
He's not not looking, up until the fire is started and the bowl is placed in his hands.]
[It doesn't take long for Rocky to notice that Noah is just...holding the bowl in his hands, instead of leaving it nearby so he doesn't have to hold it. Which is fine! If he wants to do it that way, hey, more power to him. Maybe he's just really thirsty and can't wait...? It makes him wish he had a better way of getting water, but it's so cold that the river is super frozen...and likely not the cleanest for a human to be drinking besides. The snow is cleaner, but suspect if it's not freshly fallen, and the majority isn't always.
Noah's a funny guy, either way. He's glad to have him around, even if he seems anxious about taking up space in the cave, despite realistically taking up very little.
With the meat and mushrooms set up- not the most well-rounded meal, but you take what you can get- Rocky pads back over so he can sit down next to Noah, and in this form? He's quite long, taller than Noah by at least two feet or more. His limbs are gangly in a way they simply aren't otherwise, and his tail hasn't stopped wagging since he sat back down.]
So! What were you doing up here on the mountain? You said you were passing through, but...were you trying to get somewhere?
[Yeah, Noah didn't think it through. He's wearing gloves, luckily, but eventually the heat from just holding the bowl there gets too much, and he dumbly sets it on the ground nearby when his brain catches up with what's happening.
So, while his hands bake...]
U-um... [Hey Rocky why are you so tallā] My... sickle. I need to unseal what's in it, basically.
[Noah gets a little cagey talking about himself, or his goals, which are usually very single-minded. In this case: Clamor's taking a nap, and Noah's emotionally-dependent ass needs him to not do that.]
Cursed... Not in the traditional way, I guess. It's... um... The spirit of my friend is in there. He got put into something of a dormant state, so I'm trying to find someone who can wake him. That's all.
It's been a while since I've been without him, so it gets a little lonely.
I've always been alone, so it's fine. Not in the last year, but other than that. I'll be okay.
[Translation: No, he won't be okay. He's in a ton of emotional pain because he's too co-dependent to function, and he's also in a rush to get out and continue trying to find the problem. None of this seal-sigil-weapon stuff makes sense to him.
But. Anywayā maybe that's too much. Noah clamps his mouth shut and guns for the half-melted bowl of water, taking a big drink of it as he wills himself to shut up. He doesn't need to be inconveniencing someone he just met anyway! So it's fine.]
["I've always been alone" doesn't sound all that fine to him...
But Rocky, while he may not always be the sharpest knife in the drawer, isn't stupid. He can tell when there begs for a topic change, especially with the way Noah clams up like that. He's at least drinking, and it sounds like he has an appetite for eating once the food is cooked...at least, that's Rocky's hope.
He waits until he's done before he gently paws at his shoulder, in what he hopes is a reassuring way.]
Well, like I said, I'm more than happy to keep you company for the time being! It's my responsibility to make sure you get better anyway, since you got hurt in my territory.
[He tilts his head a bit to one side, his ears flopping.]
Noah is distinctly awful at holding a conversation in general, nevermind small talk. He doesn't want to be rude ā there's a lot he wants to know! ā but when he's put on the spot, he can't quite think of anything. What's a normal question to ask someone? What does Rocky do? He's a magical wolf who lives in a cave, he has a territory, he knows how to cook kind of? Uhā um. Uhhh.]
Wh...where'd you learn to do magic? [he's asking it like rocky went to mage college, like clamor did. because. yeah. that's where you learn magic.]
Where did I learn? I wouldn't say I've learned or anything...I just always knew how!
[Because I am a fucking hack who has all of their OCs born with their magical powers I GUESS-]
A lot of the creatures that live here are magical, you know? Like the Chimera you ran into. Breathing fire, for example, is something it can just do. Like how I can just...wag my tail!
[His tail starts wagging again for emphasis.]
Now, learning to control it well...that's what really took a lot of my time. I would sneeze and freeze myself to the ground if I wasn't careful.
[This is physically the happiest person Noah has ever met in his life, holy shit. How does one have so much zest for life? Noah wants to die 50% of the time.]
Ah... really? That's kind of funny...
[Sorry, he's awkward, but at least there's a little smile at that. A big, friendly wolf freezing himself to the ground... yeah. That's silly.]
I never had any formal training, either. I was born into it. But I don't have that kind of magic, so I never froze myself to the ground or anything. Um... h-how'd you get unfrozen?
[Noah you are NOT allowed to die on his watch what did he just fucking say-]
I didn't! [Uh] Well...it was more like I just had to wait it out. [He explains as he looks over to the fire, scooting near it so he can turn the meat to make sure it cooks evenly.] My paws kept getting more and more icy, and more heavy...and eventually the ice just kindof cracked under me, and I was able to slide free!
Of course, I had to wait for a couple hours for the ice to thaw...
[But when you are inherently magical and a lot of that is ice based, it isn't going to hurt you the same way it might someone else. Probably. Point is he was fine.]
[Noah probably would have broken a bone, thrashing to get out of the ice and all. Noah is... maybe not the best at this kind of thing, though. That's why he has shadow magic and not ice magic, because he'd kill himself being stupid.]
You don't... have to deal with that now, do you? You don't freeze yourself to the floor?
[Please now he's just worried about this, his anxiety...]
Mm. I guess it does sound a bit scary, thinking back on it...but I knew that even if I was stuck for a while, the ice would eventually melt away. I just needed to be patient.
[When Noah asks if he has to deal with it anymore, he shakes his head a little, holding up one of his paws- well, hands right now, kindof- to show off the light blue pads.]
My paws are always a little cold...a little covered with frost. You can feel them, if you'd like. [No pressure but like, wouldn't YOU touch the toebeans if they were offered] Because of that, it helps keep me from sticking to the ice as much as I would if they were warmer! Not that the rest of me isn't still nice and toasty, of course!
[Noah is not one to reject the beans, which is probably a bad thing considering... well, he probably should have a little restraint? He just met this person and he's already taking up so much space (haha) and being needy and requiring constant attention because he can barely move around on his own. Should he touch the beans? Is it morally correct to touch the beans?
Anyway, Noah touches the beans. Small hands, still warm due to the fire, wrap around Rocky's much larger ones. He presses his thumbs against the pads, mesmerized for a short moment, and rubs his fingers across the fur on the backs of them.]
Y-yeah, I noticed you were warm when I was leaning on you. I'm usually... y-you know, pretty good at ignoring the cold, but with my clothes half-shredded, it's gotten a little difficult.
[Ah, his hands are warm...Rocky's tail starts to wag again anew as Noah holds onto his paw, watching the way he curiously traces the pads- chilly, but not uncomfortably so somehow even with the traces of ice covering them- careful to keep it still so there's little chance of accidentally nicking him with his claws.]
I'm glad to hear that!
[wag wag wag]
I know humans have a hard time with it, since they don't have as much fur...or. Any, really. Just on your head, I suppose.
[He chuckles.]
There isn't much I can do about your clothes though, I'm afraid...they got pretty bloody and torn up.
That's okay. It's not your fault. I can just... I can just get new ones eventually.
[Somehow. Even though he can't really walk right now, doesn't mean he won't be able to eventually... theoretically. It's gonna suck for a while. Normally he has spares, but he's pretty sure he lost his set of camping supplies in the scuffle. He's not sure if they would've survived a claw tearing through them anyway, or possibly being hit with a gout of flame if they were at all. Better that than him, he supposes.
Who knows. Maybe there's a backpack out there somewhere. It's not his primary concern right this second.]
I... um. Ohā! S-sorry, I didn't mean to steal your hand from you...!
[Noah's not trying to be rude when he shoves Rocky's paw back at him, he swears. It's just dumb impulse mingling with embarrassment.]
[The wolf's ears perk with surprise when Noah just sort of...shoves out of the hand-hold, but if it bothers him at all he doesn't show it. If anything he just seems amused by the boy's fluster as he gives himself another little shake before rising to his feet.]
Well that's good timing anyway, because I think the food should be ready now.
[Which he'll move over to collect, the chill of his paws making it so the scalding heat doesn't hit him as quickly as it would a normal person trying to pick up something molten with their bare hands...
And when Rocky realizes he doesn't really have anything other than that little bowl he found to serve food on...he puts the food awkwardly back for a moment so he can troll the cave until he finds a decently flat rock to lay the meat and mushrooms out on.]
You're going to have to eat it with your hands...I hope that's okay, haha. But I'm not sure if you've ever had rabbit or mice before, but they're my favorite!
[Mice... ah, that doesn't sound spectacular, but Harque always told him not to waste food. Noah will, therefore, not waste food, and he's not going to be rude to Rocky besides. He's probably eaten worse in his travels, honestly.
What's more shocking is a wolf eating mice. Soā]
I-I haven't had any of that, no. Do wolves really like mice? I thought you only ate things like deer?
[He's not trying to be rude, yet again. It just comes out that way. Is it racist to assume the magical wolf eats normal wolf diets? Is that a normal wolf diet?? Noah wouldn't know, he's never met one!
There are no complaints about eating with his hands, though. Frankly, he's feral enough to do that anyway. Naturally, he has to wait until the food cools a bit, but it doesn't take long.
Noah eats. Frankly, he eats faster than he thought he would, and that's probably partly due to the fact that he hasn't had anything in over twenty-four hours now. He doesn't think he actually feels hungry until he's dug in. From there, even if "mouse" is not the most appetizing food? It's like he barely tastes it, or even has a reaction to the thought anymore.
It's meat. It's going in his stomach. There are zero complaints here.]
I eat all sorts of things! You can't afford to be picky in a blizzard, you know!
[Said as he plops down next to Noah once he's gotten their food set out, eating with a gusto that rivals Noah's. It seems like mere seconds before he's already stripped the rabbit quarter he was eating down to mere bones, though the bones are part of the meal as well, given the way he picks them up and starts to gnaw on them next.]
If I had a deer, I wouldn't have to worry about food for weeks...but they're much harder to find right now, and take a lot of energy to hunt. Mice are constantly foraging for food even in the wintertime, just like rabbits too. And if you know how to sniff out the tunnels they live in...it's not that hard to find them when you know where to look.
Plus, I don't just eat meat! I like fruits, and bugs, and nuts if I can find them...and mushrooms! Mushrooms grow just about anywhere.
[For what it's worth, food already starts to make him feel the least bit better. Yes, he's in hellish amounts of pain that he's currently ignoring, but surely that'll subside in some degree... eventually. The more he rests and eats, the better he'll be.
Noah's hunted before ā by sniping things with his magic ā but he's never gone after anything huge. It would be a pain to lug that around, even if it would last a while. Really, he prefers to pack trail mix and dried meats, and he knows how to forage for fruits on the trail. It's never been a problem until now, when he's helpless to help and feels bad making Rocky do the heavy lifting. No, he won't get over this, why do you ask?]
Oh... I had no idea. I can help you find fruits and stuff when moving gets a little easier. I-I don't want to make you do everything. I don't have a nose to sniff out animals, though. The most I could do is make a trap. I-if you wanted, I could even do that while I stay here? To make your life easier.
[The guilt runs deep as he chews through this rabbit.
...
Should he also eat the bonesā no, no, that's dumb. Think with your brain, Noah.]
[The wolf's voice comes soft- gentle, but also sort of...gently chastising, in an easy sort of way. He turns his head and unceremoniously presses his cold nose against his temple for a moment.]
If you want to help, I would be happy to have it. But...don't feel like you have to, okay? Especially not when the only thing you should be worried about right now is getting better. I've made it this long on my own after all, haven't I?
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Date: 2023-02-02 06:33 pm (UTC)So! Hope heās prepared for a bit of magic. Arenāt we all, in this magic based economy.
Rocky shakes, and for a moment it looks like heās literally shaking particles of snow from his fur that werenāt originally there. After a moment though, the ice swirls around him, prompting him to sit back on his haunches with his paws folded to his chest. His anatomy reconfigures itself within the span of just a few seconds, and what once was bipedal becomes fully quadrupedal as he stands up on his hind paws. This way, heās able to crouch down and rummage through the bag with his paws, more hand like in their digits now, as he pulls out a few frozen articles of food heād had stashed away. The quartered parts of a rabbit, a few whole mice, and some mushrooms foraged and kept frozen from before winter set in fully. There are some places in some of the caves still growing fungi fresh, but he hasnāt had the need to go looking.
With all that sorted, he sits back and looks to Noah apologetically.]
I assume youāre gonna want this stuff cooked, right?
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Date: 2023-02-02 07:00 pm (UTC)He blinks, stupidly, at Rocky. Several times, in fact. He just thought he found a magical talking animal, those happen, he wasn't expecting... he was not expecting. That's it, that's the full statement. If his eyes wander a bit, no they do not. Modesty preserved only by fur.
Noah plaps his hands over his scratched face to clear the bees from his brain. Mmrrhghprhgh what the fuck is happening.]
Um... y-yeah. Yes. Umā a-and I'm allergic to peaches. [He doesn't know why he said that, there are no peaches being pulled out of that bag.]
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Date: 2023-02-02 07:16 pm (UTC)That said, the shock on his face isnāt lost on Rocky as he sniffs the air, looking around until he relocates where heād built his fire previously. Noah probably didnāt notice it before, but that would have been a good tipā¦what wolf can make a FIRE with its non-opposable thumbs?]
Oh, donāt worry! I donāt have any fruit right nowā¦but maybe I can find some blackberries, or raspberries down at the foot of the mountain. There are frost tender varieties that grow there.
[BUT YES, FIRE. While these temperatures arenāt conducive to flames, the dryness of the cave very much is. Heās careful to grab from his pile of kindling that hasnāt been too close to the cave mouth, piling it up high so that when he does manage to get a spark going, it will catch and spread across the twigs and litter. It also immediately gives Noah a much clearer view of the cave by firelight, which is actually decorated in a few placesā¦mostly with twine and hanging baubles that Rocky thought were interesting.
Anyway! All of that meat is going onto the fire since he can eat it either way, as are the mushrooms. As this is happening, Rocky next pulls a little wooden bowl from somewhere nearby, conjuring up some chunks of ice that drop inside like marbles. This heāll hand off to Noah.]
Here you go. Just let this melt by the fire and youāll have some nice cold water to drink.
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Date: 2023-02-02 11:19 pm (UTC)Of course the wolf had to be muscular of course of course of courseā Noah's useless and bisexual and his favourite traits in others are "muscles" and "soft", which encompasses probably 75% of the body types out there in the world. So like... you know.
He's not not looking, up until the fire is started and the bowl is placed in his hands.]
Ah...! Um, okay.
[Noah just
holds the bowl up to the fire
:)]
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Date: 2023-02-02 11:43 pm (UTC)Noah's a funny guy, either way. He's glad to have him around, even if he seems anxious about taking up space in the cave, despite realistically taking up very little.
With the meat and mushrooms set up- not the most well-rounded meal, but you take what you can get- Rocky pads back over so he can sit down next to Noah, and in this form? He's quite long, taller than Noah by at least two feet or more. His limbs are gangly in a way they simply aren't otherwise, and his tail hasn't stopped wagging since he sat back down.]
So! What were you doing up here on the mountain? You said you were passing through, but...were you trying to get somewhere?
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Date: 2023-02-03 12:18 am (UTC)So, while his hands bake...]
U-um... [Hey Rocky why are you so tallā] My... sickle. I need to unseal what's in it, basically.
[Noah gets a little cagey talking about himself, or his goals, which are usually very single-minded. In this case: Clamor's taking a nap, and Noah's emotionally-dependent ass needs him to not do that.]
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Date: 2023-02-03 01:10 am (UTC)[You know, just asking just in case. We have magic shit here okay, you never know!]
Maybe I could help you!
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Date: 2023-02-03 02:04 am (UTC)It's been a while since I've been without him, so it gets a little lonely.
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Date: 2023-02-03 02:30 am (UTC)[Hm...that's so sad? That is so sad.
Rocky frowns just a little, the wag of his tail slowing.]
Well...I hope you can wake him up soon! I don't mind keeping you company until then, but...I know what it's like to be alone like that.
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Date: 2023-02-03 02:42 am (UTC)[Translation: No, he won't be okay. He's in a ton of emotional pain because he's too co-dependent to function, and he's also in a rush to get out and continue trying to find the problem. None of this seal-sigil-weapon stuff makes sense to him.
But. Anywayā maybe that's too much. Noah clamps his mouth shut and guns for the half-melted bowl of water, taking a big drink of it as he wills himself to shut up. He doesn't need to be inconveniencing someone he just met anyway! So it's fine.]
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Date: 2023-02-03 03:19 am (UTC)But Rocky, while he may not always be the sharpest knife in the drawer, isn't stupid. He can tell when there begs for a topic change, especially with the way Noah clams up like that. He's at least drinking, and it sounds like he has an appetite for eating once the food is cooked...at least, that's Rocky's hope.
He waits until he's done before he gently paws at his shoulder, in what he hopes is a reassuring way.]
Well, like I said, I'm more than happy to keep you company for the time being! It's my responsibility to make sure you get better anyway, since you got hurt in my territory.
[He tilts his head a bit to one side, his ears flopping.]
...is there anything about me you'd like to know?
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Date: 2023-02-03 03:28 am (UTC)Noah is distinctly awful at holding a conversation in general, nevermind small talk. He doesn't want to be rude ā there's a lot he wants to know! ā but when he's put on the spot, he can't quite think of anything. What's a normal question to ask someone? What does Rocky do? He's a magical wolf who lives in a cave, he has a territory, he knows how to cook kind of? Uhā um. Uhhh.]
Wh...where'd you learn to do magic? [he's asking it like rocky went to mage college, like clamor did. because. yeah. that's where you learn magic.]
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Date: 2023-02-03 03:50 am (UTC)[Because I am a fucking hack who has all of their OCs born with their magical powers I GUESS-]
A lot of the creatures that live here are magical, you know? Like the Chimera you ran into. Breathing fire, for example, is something it can just do. Like how I can just...wag my tail!
[His tail starts wagging again for emphasis.]
Now, learning to control it well...that's what really took a lot of my time. I would sneeze and freeze myself to the ground if I wasn't careful.
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Date: 2023-02-03 04:07 am (UTC)Ah... really? That's kind of funny...
[Sorry, he's awkward, but at least there's a little smile at that. A big, friendly wolf freezing himself to the ground... yeah. That's silly.]
I never had any formal training, either. I was born into it. But I don't have that kind of magic, so I never froze myself to the ground or anything. Um... h-how'd you get unfrozen?
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Date: 2023-02-03 04:34 am (UTC)I didn't! [Uh] Well...it was more like I just had to wait it out. [He explains as he looks over to the fire, scooting near it so he can turn the meat to make sure it cooks evenly.] My paws kept getting more and more icy, and more heavy...and eventually the ice just kindof cracked under me, and I was able to slide free!
Of course, I had to wait for a couple hours for the ice to thaw...
[But when you are inherently magical and a lot of that is ice based, it isn't going to hurt you the same way it might someone else. Probably. Point is he was fine.]
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Date: 2023-02-03 04:46 am (UTC)[Noah probably would have broken a bone, thrashing to get out of the ice and all. Noah is... maybe not the best at this kind of thing, though. That's why he has shadow magic and not ice magic, because he'd kill himself being stupid.]
You don't... have to deal with that now, do you? You don't freeze yourself to the floor?
[Please now he's just worried about this, his anxiety...]
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Date: 2023-02-03 04:59 am (UTC)[When Noah asks if he has to deal with it anymore, he shakes his head a little, holding up one of his paws- well, hands right now, kindof- to show off the light blue pads.]
My paws are always a little cold...a little covered with frost. You can feel them, if you'd like. [No pressure but like, wouldn't YOU touch the toebeans if they were offered] Because of that, it helps keep me from sticking to the ice as much as I would if they were warmer! Not that the rest of me isn't still nice and toasty, of course!
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Date: 2023-02-03 05:07 am (UTC)Anyway, Noah touches the beans. Small hands, still warm due to the fire, wrap around Rocky's much larger ones. He presses his thumbs against the pads, mesmerized for a short moment, and rubs his fingers across the fur on the backs of them.]
Y-yeah, I noticed you were warm when I was leaning on you. I'm usually... y-you know, pretty good at ignoring the cold, but with my clothes half-shredded, it's gotten a little difficult.
...
Um! You're helping, is what I mean.
[Noah you can let go of his hand nowā]
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Date: 2023-02-03 05:23 am (UTC)I'm glad to hear that!
[wag wag wag]
I know humans have a hard time with it, since they don't have as much fur...or. Any, really. Just on your head, I suppose.
[He chuckles.]
There isn't much I can do about your clothes though, I'm afraid...they got pretty bloody and torn up.
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Date: 2023-02-03 05:33 am (UTC)[Somehow. Even though he can't really walk right now, doesn't mean he won't be able to eventually... theoretically. It's gonna suck for a while. Normally he has spares, but he's pretty sure he lost his set of camping supplies in the scuffle. He's not sure if they would've survived a claw tearing through them anyway, or possibly being hit with a gout of flame if they were at all. Better that than him, he supposes.
Who knows. Maybe there's a backpack out there somewhere. It's not his primary concern right this second.]
I... um. Ohā! S-sorry, I didn't mean to steal your hand from you...!
[Noah's not trying to be rude when he shoves Rocky's paw back at him, he swears. It's just dumb impulse mingling with embarrassment.]
You need that. To... um. Do... stuff.
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Date: 2023-02-03 05:48 am (UTC)Well that's good timing anyway, because I think the food should be ready now.
[Which he'll move over to collect, the chill of his paws making it so the scalding heat doesn't hit him as quickly as it would a normal person trying to pick up something molten with their bare hands...
And when Rocky realizes he doesn't really have anything other than that little bowl he found to serve food on...he puts the food awkwardly back for a moment so he can troll the cave until he finds a decently flat rock to lay the meat and mushrooms out on.]
You're going to have to eat it with your hands...I hope that's okay, haha. But I'm not sure if you've ever had rabbit or mice before, but they're my favorite!
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Date: 2023-02-03 05:59 am (UTC)What's more shocking is a wolf eating mice. Soā]
I-I haven't had any of that, no. Do wolves really like mice? I thought you only ate things like deer?
[He's not trying to be rude, yet again. It just comes out that way. Is it racist to assume the magical wolf eats normal wolf diets? Is that a normal wolf diet?? Noah wouldn't know, he's never met one!
There are no complaints about eating with his hands, though. Frankly, he's feral enough to do that anyway. Naturally, he has to wait until the food cools a bit, but it doesn't take long.
Noah eats. Frankly, he eats faster than he thought he would, and that's probably partly due to the fact that he hasn't had anything in over twenty-four hours now. He doesn't think he actually feels hungry until he's dug in. From there, even if "mouse" is not the most appetizing food? It's like he barely tastes it, or even has a reaction to the thought anymore.
It's meat. It's going in his stomach. There are zero complaints here.]
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Date: 2023-02-03 06:09 am (UTC)[Said as he plops down next to Noah once he's gotten their food set out, eating with a gusto that rivals Noah's. It seems like mere seconds before he's already stripped the rabbit quarter he was eating down to mere bones, though the bones are part of the meal as well, given the way he picks them up and starts to gnaw on them next.]
If I had a deer, I wouldn't have to worry about food for weeks...but they're much harder to find right now, and take a lot of energy to hunt. Mice are constantly foraging for food even in the wintertime, just like rabbits too. And if you know how to sniff out the tunnels they live in...it's not that hard to find them when you know where to look.
Plus, I don't just eat meat! I like fruits, and bugs, and nuts if I can find them...and mushrooms! Mushrooms grow just about anywhere.
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Date: 2023-02-03 06:21 am (UTC)Noah's hunted before ā by sniping things with his magic ā but he's never gone after anything huge. It would be a pain to lug that around, even if it would last a while. Really, he prefers to pack trail mix and dried meats, and he knows how to forage for fruits on the trail. It's never been a problem until now, when he's helpless to help and feels bad making Rocky do the heavy lifting. No, he won't get over this, why do you ask?]
Oh... I had no idea. I can help you find fruits and stuff when moving gets a little easier. I-I don't want to make you do everything. I don't have a nose to sniff out animals, though. The most I could do is make a trap. I-if you wanted, I could even do that while I stay here? To make your life easier.
[The guilt runs deep as he chews through this rabbit.
...
Should he also eat the bonesā no, no, that's dumb. Think with your brain, Noah.]
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Date: 2023-02-03 06:31 am (UTC)[The wolf's voice comes soft- gentle, but also sort of...gently chastising, in an easy sort of way. He turns his head and unceremoniously presses his cold nose against his temple for a moment.]
If you want to help, I would be happy to have it. But...don't feel like you have to, okay? Especially not when the only thing you should be worried about right now is getting better. I've made it this long on my own after all, haven't I?
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