Although going away from the manor was no longer the first priority for him, Dustfinger was still not very happy about that he was caught there.
Gwin did not mind though. At least not if he got enough food and space to run around, and time to be outside.
That last was why he went outside of the manor now. He did not want that Gwin ran around on his own. He had no trust for many of the people that lived there.
There was a bowl with water standing on the steps outside the door. Gwin ran down Dustfinger's arm and coat and over to the bowl to stick his nose in.
Raphael looked up. "Oh, hello!" He raced over to his bowl, careful not to hurt the animal sniffing curiously at it. "This is my pet. His name is Filayo." Now grinning he knelt beside the creature. "Is this yours?" he asked.
Raphael brought his hand back. Fair warning. He held his bowl protectively and rose to his feet. "My name is Raphael," he said with a nod. "Are you Dustfinger?"
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Gwin did not mind though. At least not if he got enough food and space to run around, and time to be outside.
That last was why he went outside of the manor now. He did not want that Gwin ran around on his own. He had no trust for many of the people that lived there.
There was a bowl with water standing on the steps outside the door. Gwin ran down Dustfinger's arm and coat and over to the bowl to stick his nose in.
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He walked the some steps over to the other man. "He likes to eat fish."
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