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    Oh crap..


    Also I noted that Ryland and Bunny feel more like siblings than love interests, no?


    "Of course! I'm just trying to figure out what type of sandwiches to make. Did you have anything you wanted to have on yours in particular?" Thankfully Mistral didn't seem to notice, to focused on chopping up what's left of the loaf into cubes for the animal feed, not wanting to give Ryland and Bunny the stale bread that would be left over but not wanting anything to go to waste either. She tossed the cubed bits into a pail by the sink, planning to feed it to the animals in the morning. "We can put what ever you want on it." She said as she turned to face her with a smile.


    Ryland was having a bit of trouble trying to round up the last few chickens. They were a rowdy bunch, preferring to be outside than in their coop. "Guys, please." He groaned as a particularly feisty one scrambled away from him for the fifth time. "Even the goat is better behaved than you, and I just literally flew her over here today." The goat was a bit more mild mannered having ignored him when he first came over, a simple peace offering of more oats settled that dispute fairly quickly and he left her to peacefully eat what he left her-- safely locked up in the shed of course. He finally wrangled the last chicken into the coop and locked the door. "Night girls." He said gently slapping the roof before standing up and picking a stray feather out of his hair as he made his way inside, a large drop of rain hitting his nose. "..Crap."

    Yeah well. I assume they might be in love with each other later on X3


    Bunny shook her head "I'll be fine with however you make it." She said honestly. She listened outside as her hidden raven black wolf ears pricked to rain. Secretly, she kinda hoped Ryland would be alright. But that was the caring and loving side of her. The one usually hidden until around Mistral.

    Yeah, 'm not complaining or anything. I like my romances to have a slow build up.


    "Oh, really? Then maybe.." She trailed off in thought reaching for a tomato to slice, jumping when they door slammed open. Lo' and behold there was Ryland soaking wet and looking fairly annoyed. "Do you need me to get you a towel?" She asked concerned as he trudged inside, trailing small puddles of water behind him.


    "Nah I got it," He waved his hand dismissively as he disappeared in to the back, returning with a change of clothes on and a towel around his neck. He settled in front of the fire to warm up a bit as he dried out his hair, glancing over to his mother and Bunny as they cooked.

    "Are you two fine with a cucumber and tomato sandwiches?" Mistral piped up as she lined a slice of bread with tomato slices before neatly placing another slice on top.

    Bunny nodded gently "Yes, ma'am" She said. Usually, her saying this was rare as she was forbidden to say it. Or it felt that way since she was an alpha's daughter. She turned to the shelves in the normal room. A study? A living room? She poked around with the books or whatever on the shelves. "What're these.." She silently asked herself, trying to figure out what the squiggles said. She sighed gently as her eyes slowly went cross eyed from trying her best to read


    Edit: Yeah, me too :3

    His hair now dry Ryland stood up preparing to help his mother, stopping when he noticed Bunny staring into a book of classic fairytales. He watched her for a bit eyes widening as he realized something. He watched her through the corner of his eye a moment more before standing up to grab a few plates to set the table with.


    Mistral hummed delightedly as she finished up the sandwiches, slicing them in half for good measure. "Lunch is done!" She sing-songed as she turned to the table setting the plate that held the sandwiches on it. "Bunny-- What are you looking at?" She asked curiously tilting her head to the side, brushing a golden lock away from her face.

    The young girl shrugged "I really wish i knew, these things just have squiggly things all over them..." She said, looking up and setting the book thing down to go to Mistral and Ryland. It was true, she didn't know anything about books. Only that they were squiggly. Her father insisted that they live like their ancestors. She was always a wild child. Not that she minded, but sometimes waking up to find a spider nesting in your hair wasn't the best wake up call. Her family was usually referred to as 'red necked people'... Whatever the heck that was. Hmm... Wasn't Ryland watching that thing last night? Maybe h- Oh gosh.. What was she thinking?? He would not. She desperately wished her soft and innocent side would stop showing around Ryland...

    The mother and son shared a look for a few seconds.

    "So you can't read," Ryland stated, a look of disbelief crossing his features as her bore into her with coal eyes. That explains why she was looking at the book like it came from some other world. He looked a bit distraught for a second. How were they supposed buy food and the like? At the sudden realizationhe almost smacked himself on the head. They didn't. Of course they didn't.


    "N-not that theirs nothing wrong with that!" Mistral attempted to save her son's blunt statement, knowing that he didn't mean it that way. "It's just surprising is all." She knew that Bunny's tribe or pack was a bit... behind on the times but she didn't know they were that behind. The woman's blue eyes glowed with sympathy(and partial pity) for the girl and the people of her tribe.

    Bunny's ears lowered a little "Yeah..." She tilted her head to the side a little. She glanced from Mistral to the burning black eyes of Ryland and shrugged a little. "I could still learn how to do this 'reading'.. R-ryland could teach me?" She said it awkwardly. But mostly because he had hated her since they'd met. Yeah. Being found on the border of the were-birds was probably a bad thing to be greeted to. Especially after the last war that killed many.

    "Yeah, I--"

    "Yes, he--"


    They both paused to look at each other, Mistral covering her mouth to stifle a giggle.


    Ugh. Ryland looked away in what was presumed to be mild embarrassment, which caused Mistral to gently poke fun at him. He was honestly surprised that Bunny asked him, considering that the girl did nothing but glare at and ignore him since he brought her here. If anything he thought that she would've asked his mother. "Like I was saying, I can teach you; we'd have to show you how to write first and the alphabet for that matter." He ran his fingers through hair before he plopped into his chair reaching for a sandwich.


    Mistral held in another round of giggles as she sat down, a pleased smile on her face. They seemed to be getting along better now, thankfully. A machine works smoothly if all parts are working together after all. She listened to the rhythmic drumming of the rain outside with a soft hum as she took a bite out of the cucumber sandwich she picked out.

    Bunny sat and nodded again "If you don't mind me asking... What are the 'a b cs'?" She wished she wasn't raised in the woods. At least give her one of those teacher people.. She took a bite out of the sandwich as she waited for Ryland to answer her question.



    I'm silently thinking this is cute X3

    Ryland chewed as he muled it over. He neverhad to explain this type of thing to someone before. Not to mention someone who was close to his age. He just assumed that everyone had some knowledge of it. Even the people that lived off by themselves like Him and Mistral. "...The alphabet is made up letters and those letters are used to make up words-- the squiggles in the book."


    Mistral gently nodded along with Ryland's explanation, encouraging to continue. "It's not that hard to learn, you'll get a hang of it soon." She chimed in cheerfully as she finished off the other half of her sandwich. "I should probably work on canning some," She lightly announced as she removed herself from the table as she went to go retrieve her materials, reminding herself to dry out the herbs Ryland brought in.

    Bunny nodded gently and thoughtfully "Ahhhh.. Makes sense.." She still was a little confused, but didn't ask him about that anymore. She finished up her sandwich and looked outside to the rain beating down hard. "D'you think the torches of the sky will come out?" She asked curiously. "Or the drums of the heaven and stars?"



    Heavens for her is the sky. :3

    Sorry for the late reply, I had a ton of stuff to do.


    "You mean thunder and lightning? --Probably." Ryland mumbled around his sandwhich, listening to the soft clinking as his mother pulled the now sterilized jars from the pot she was boiling them in, starting to work on the brine. "..You didn't open up the tje bag yet?" He asked, noticing the still closed bag near.


    "No, not yet." Mistral spoke up as she gently washed away any dirt on the peas as she kept an eye on the boiling mixture. "I was to busy making lunch." She hummed wondering if she should make pickles as well. She gave a slight yet grateful shake of the head when Ryland offered to help. "No I got it. You just relax for a bit."

    Lol I'm on moblie too.


    Ryland shrugged sitting down as he reached for another sandwich. He noticed the color on Bunny's cheeks his think brows furrowing together. "What's wrong with you?" He asked as he popped a corner into his mouth chewing slowly.


    Mistral turned when she heard Ryland's question a look of concern settled on her features. "Are you alright?" She asked as she noticed the flushed look on her face. Did she have a fever? The thought settled on the woman's mind as she reached out placing her hand against Bunny's forehead.

    Bunny shrugged "Maybe its hot in here?" She asked. Why had it happened? She knew the air WAS cold. Had it heated up that fast? Hmm... She didn't feel sick, so it might have been the air. "I just don't feel sick.." She said gently, shifting her tail to the other side

    "Are you sure?" Mistral asked after a few seconds with a nervous huff. "Why don't you relax for the rest for the rest of the day?" She suggested, wiping her hands on the apron she doned before returning to the kitchen as she fidgeted nervously. Maybe she should make some chicken soup for her?


    Ryland leaned back with a disbelieving grunt. If she wasn't sick then what was it? It didn't feel hot but maybe werewolves felt temperatures differently? Other than that there wasn't any idea he had that explained why she was like that.

    (OMG.. What id out of the blue, Bunny decides to pull werewolf stuff on Ryland for a prank? (Fighting for Bunny=Fighting for her love. Fighting for her honor=How it is. Fighting for her to trust him)?


    Bunny nodded gently before getting up to go to her area in the living room. Soon she was leaning against the wall, mostly from boredom. Why were her cheeks red and warm? Hm... Confusing.

    Lol I don't think Ryland would be up for the whole fighting for her love. He'd probably think it didn't make any sense to him. I'm all up for the werewolf prank thing though.


    Ryland stood up after a while moving over to the unopened bag. Mistral just finished her preperations setting the closed jars into boiling water before setting the top on to let the pressure build. She settled down on a rocking chair by the fireplace watching Ryland curiously. "So what did you get?" She asked curiously leaning forward to take peak.


    "Well I got--" Ryland took a minute to rummage through the bag pulling out a few blocks of soap in varying pastel colors and scents. "You those bars of soap you like." He said as he pushed them towards his mother. He pulled out a few other things. The few cuts of cheese cloth and rolls of twine, along with a few new books, spices, a pillow along with a thin mattress and three new dresses (two dresses and a night gown). "These--" He said throwing the mattress, pillow and dresses in Bunny's general direction. "Are for you, so you won't were my mothers clothes." He said with a nod towards the night gown she was still wearing.