Sun Mote Copse Comanche
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The way she responded to his voice made him feel betrayed and dismayed. She wasn't stopping to wait for him to catch up so they could carry on together- her small frame had clenched, as though the joints had suddenly frozen together, disabling any movement in a sudden, almost painful-looking jerk. It wounded him to see her flinch and obey, like a pup who'd been grbbed by the scruff so they couldn't run away any further. He frowned when she refused to look at him, and then tried to dismiss him- even though she did so politely. And rather than wanting to hang out with him, she was looking for the mousy Avery. 

"You not feelin' so good?" He asked, a bit warily. He knew his mother could get quite defensive if her stomach was upset, or if she was just feeling off, so he felt a bit timid asking about her well-being, knowing from experience that women could sometimes lash out when injured or ill. "I...Dunno where Avery is...But I c'n help you find her. 'F you're not feelin' good, you shouldn't just be wandering around alone," He said, a tinge of criticism edging into his concerned voice.
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Comanche - by RIP Bronco - December 17, 2019, 03:16 PM
RE: Comanche - by Sugar Glider - December 18, 2019, 02:04 PM
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RE: Comanche - by RIP Bronco - December 30, 2019, 11:15 AM