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08-04-2014, 11:33 PM
Your new friends are braver than you, for no sooner has Africa stepped forward to nose at the little pink creature than Rei curls herself around it, grooming it as if she is its own mother. C’mon now, Reeni, you chide yourself, have a little adventurous spirit! Sheepishly, you step forward to inspect the small animal yourself. One snuffle is enough for you though; while Rei may claim that this thing is a baby, you’d rather look than touch. You retreat a step, careful not to stand over it lest it wakes up and is frightened. Meanwhile, Rei is at the top of her game, rattling off suggestions for how to help the piglet. You shake your head in bemusement, clearly baffled about what to do. “Um…” you mutter unhelpfully, grey eyes ping-ponging back from Africa, to Rei, to the pink blob. “Well…” You’ve got nothing. Maybe something will come to you if it actually wakes up? Unfortunately for you, at that moment, the creature begins to stir. Its first grunt startles you, and you snort as your head jerks up instinctively. “It’s moving,” you whisper, stating the obvious. Oh good gods, what do you do? And then the piglet opens its eyes. Instantly, any thoughts that may have been beginning to bubble slowly to the surface of your brain are drowned out by the ruckus it makes. High-pitched squeals and squeaky grunts fly from its lips like bullets from a machine gun, and you step back, eyes wide. It’s trembling, clearly afraid, and while you feel bad for the little thing, but you don’t know what to do. “It’s okay!” you try to reassure it, comically almost as panicked as the piglet. “It’s okay!” @[Africa] horse:Colourize-Stock.deviantart.com || bg: Dark-Wolfs-Stock.deviantart.com || wings: Chocomix-Stock.deviantart.com & Chunga-Stock.deviantart.com || image: impassioned-dreams.deviantart.com || table by wanda |
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