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 Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 5:04 pm
Braxin moved very little during the day, but somehow managed to do a whole lot. Today alone he'd tended a bunny, planted several sapplings, and protected a few deer (friends, but not Pokenoodles like himself) from a mountain lion, and all without moving from his favorite spot under the tallest tree! His friends came to him, and he found his food in the same area, but he probably needed to stretch his legs a bit. He got up, stretched, and leisurely made his way out of the clearing for a walk.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 7:47 pm
Hisoka had spent most her day milling about her pond. Well more like a puddle really. It was only about 6 feet in diameter and maybe two feet deep at the very center. She pulled weeds tended the moss and made sure the four fish who called it home were amply taken care of.
Now however she decided that she needed a few more stones to line the edge. So off she went looking for just the right couple of stones. Eventually she found her way out of the dense forest and in a clearing age hadn't seen before. She blinked a few times in the bright light and saw a pink bush . . . Moving toward her.
"wha on earth?" she said quietly to herself.
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 7:56 pm
Braxin stopped mid-step, eyes narrowing. Who was this? She seemed familiar, as if he'd maybe spotted her in the forest once or twice, but not as familiar as if he'd actually talked to her. He couldn't decide whether this was a good feeling or not. "Who are you and what are your intentions here?" He stood still, puffing up as far as he could. This was his forest, and if this noodle was making trouble . . .
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 9:36 pm
She was a tad bewildered that there was a noodle attached to the bush but eventually, she looked past that and caught on to how he was looking at her. it was far from friendly. She didn't know perhaps he was like an authority in this area I mean she certainly would behave toward a stranger the same way if one showed up at her pond. Hisoka looked down at the basket at her feet with a few rocks in it.
"Rocks?" she said hesitantly. "well what I mean to say is collecting rocks."
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 7:26 am
He stared intently at her, waiting for the answer to his question. He wasn't here to play games! This was his forest, and he'd rather die than let anything happen to it under his watch. He eyed her suspiciously again, and then stepped closer, eyeing the basket. Sure enough, the only things inside were rocks, not anything that would harm the creatures really. He nodded cautiously. "And what do you intend to do with these rocks?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 16, 2013 11:30 am
"I use them to line my pond like on the bottom and around the edges." she replied "it's not like anyone was using them here."
Man who was this noodle? She thought. Then shook her head as she realized he had been asking all the questions so far and by all social standards it was her turn to ask a few.
"Who exactly are you?" she asked using her tail to pick the basket up. "and what are you doing here. Steeling more pink bushes for your head?" She added raising her brow at him. She tried to keep w straight face but cracked a tiny smile at her last comment.
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