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05-31-2014, 11:10 AM
Wilibald Meetings. They were a small price to pay for being able to live in this herd, for the safety they provided - especially since on any normal day he could avoid just about everyone for as long as he wished. Not many bothered him by the shores of the gem pool, not many disturbed the little bed that he had made for himself beneath the trees there. It was rather perfect, really. Though having to stand around with all the strange shapes and sizes that showed up and also called this place home always seemed like a steep price to pay while it was actually happening. At least, he thought, most of them were friendly enough. He could hardly begrudge Midas anything, he was even getting used to those wings. To think this day would ever come! Getting used to wings. Preposterous! Well there was no time to worry about it now, he would do so later with his post-meeting snack. Moving as quickly as he felt, which wasn’t very quickly at all, he did not arrive first to the meeting but rather there was already a group forming a loose crowd around their king. Oh bother. She was here. With a grumble, Wilibald joined the group - just about as far away from Delinne as possible and standing a little back, not caring who else he might find himself standing near so long as it wasn’t her. Who knew what sort of violent outbreaks she might feel like today! She had been provoked, of course, but that hardly meant she needed to use violence as a means of retaliation. Positioning himself just so that she wouldn’t be picked up in his periphery - the taller bodies certainly helped with that, he could almost thank these strangers for the help - he focused instead on Midas and wondered vaguely what this could possibly be about. home is where the food is |
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