- Aug 1, 2023
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One he's finally achieved. Winding his way back to the familiarity of the Beech Copse's silvery trunks amidst a light fog doubtlessly born of the high-foaming river, he's pleased. Mostly because of the prize in his jaws—a plump young barbel, smaller than its predecessors. Some of them could get so large he'd have no chance at catching them, but this one is firmly dead with its slimy whiskers knocking against his scruffy chin. Cicadaflight moves with a rarely seen purpose as he crosses camp to a pelt like the mist shrouding the trees, depositing the fish before @herondawn with an unceremonious thump.
" It's for you, " he says unhelpfully, and then immediately curses himself for saying it. You sound like an idiot, he chides himself as he nudges the fish awkwardly foreward with one paw. Less concussed and out here in the openness of not-camp, where he swears he can feel eyes boring into his skull, he's robbed of the ease he'd displayed in the medicine den. He almost does want to go whack his head again, so he can talk to Herondawn in the relative privacy of the medicine den. Maybe head injuries put him at ease, or something.
" Uh, thanks for visiting me in the medicine den. " Cicadaflight shifts on his heavy forepaws, crooked tail curling about his haunches awkwardly. He wishes he could throw a black cloud over the two of them to keep out the prying eyes he can feel on his back. Herondawn's so easy to talk to when it's just the two of them, after all. " It was nice of you. " It meant a lot to me, he can't quite bring himself to say.
OOC : Please wait for Herondawn to post!☆