Post by Khasar on Aug 10, 2013 19:48:13 GMT -8
Kaelu exclaimed her love of earth, and Khasar could only smile and say, "Okay, just for the little guy then." Khasar walked back out into the rain and picked up to buckets. He didn't hurry through the rain, he'd always been fond of precipitation. The buckets actually caught a little water, but not enough to make a trip to the well mean nothing, so walk on he did. He sent one bucket down, and brought it back up. A flash of lightning... flashed. He sent another bucket down, and lightning flashed a few flibjibs further away than the last one.
Khasar carried the two buckets back, one in each hand. He opened the door and a wave of heat hit him. He'd always preferred the cold, but he'd make due for the cub to dry off. He set one of the buckets down near the fire, and set the other one next to the cub. He said to Kaelu, "There was a flash of lightning, twelve seconds after thunder. It was further away than the rest of them. Do you think that has something to do with the distance? I met a guy in this big city who told me that lightning's when ice and rain touch in the sky. His friend said he was an idiot, but I've never heard any other explanation but that the sky father creates lightning. That makes sense I guess, but still. What do you think?" While he was talking, he'd walked over to a corner of the shop, where it seemed the smith would discard failed works to melt down for later. He picked up a lumpy spoon, and sat back down next to the cub. He scooped the water out of his bucket and dripped it down the wolf's throat. He'd sat up, but was still keeping his weight off of his limp paw.
When the little wolf had seemingly finished drinking, the swordsman figured he'd be hungry, so he grabbed the pouch tied to his belt, and took out a piece of mutton he'd roasted two nights ago. He didn't know if salt was bad for wolves, but the cub seemed to like it a lot. Khasar gave him two more pieces, then scratched his head and softly howled. As Cu began to dry off, Khasar noticed he was an odd combination of gray and white. They weren't exactly like Khasar's the wolf had very light gray eyes. Khasar smiled and howled again.
Khasar carried the two buckets back, one in each hand. He opened the door and a wave of heat hit him. He'd always preferred the cold, but he'd make due for the cub to dry off. He set one of the buckets down near the fire, and set the other one next to the cub. He said to Kaelu, "There was a flash of lightning, twelve seconds after thunder. It was further away than the rest of them. Do you think that has something to do with the distance? I met a guy in this big city who told me that lightning's when ice and rain touch in the sky. His friend said he was an idiot, but I've never heard any other explanation but that the sky father creates lightning. That makes sense I guess, but still. What do you think?" While he was talking, he'd walked over to a corner of the shop, where it seemed the smith would discard failed works to melt down for later. He picked up a lumpy spoon, and sat back down next to the cub. He scooped the water out of his bucket and dripped it down the wolf's throat. He'd sat up, but was still keeping his weight off of his limp paw.
When the little wolf had seemingly finished drinking, the swordsman figured he'd be hungry, so he grabbed the pouch tied to his belt, and took out a piece of mutton he'd roasted two nights ago. He didn't know if salt was bad for wolves, but the cub seemed to like it a lot. Khasar gave him two more pieces, then scratched his head and softly howled. As Cu began to dry off, Khasar noticed he was an odd combination of gray and white. They weren't exactly like Khasar's the wolf had very light gray eyes. Khasar smiled and howled again.