bored-ducky asked:
i-darkstar-x answered:
Something whistled through the air and hit her in the neck. It was a dart of sorts, and had bright colorful feathers on one end.
Okay~
He kissed her cheek,my hen trot away, his tail swishing happily.
She smiled fell asleep.
He went into the sitting room, which had a stone fireplace on one side of the room, and a large window overlooking the slope of the forested cliff.
Ten minutes later, she woke up. She got up.
For those ten minutes, he read a book. It was in an odd language, and looked aged.
She went to the living room and saw him reading it.
He put a bookmark in it and closed it when he saw her. “Hello my Golden angel. Did you eat anything?
She nodded. “Just a little. ”
“Did you enjoy it? I haven’t cooked in a while.” He asked, smiling at her warmly.
“Very much. ” she smiled too.
“Thank you. It’s a relief to hear you say that.” He said, breathing a sigh of relief.
“Hmm? Why so?
“Well, it’s like I said. I haven’t cooked in a while.” He answered, gestured for her to sit in his lap.
