Tríocha agus dhá

[wolf_faerie]

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[strike_you_out]

[While Aisling is lost in thought, Slugger takes the liberty of appearing before her on the grass where he sits watching her with a steady gaze.]

[wolf_faerie]

[When she notices he's there she looks back at him, her gaze just as steady. She remembers Slugger, and she also remembers feeling that there's something not quite right about him.]

...hello.

[strike_you_out]

Hi.

[A grin as he rests his chin on the heel of his hand. 'Sup gurlfriend?]

[wolf_faerie]

...is there something you want?

[Yeah, Aisling doesn't beat around the bush.]

[strike_you_out]

No.

[Slugger beats everything, either to death or half-way there.]

Just seeing what faeries do.

[wolf_faerie]

We do whatever we want, whenever we want to.

[strike_you_out]

[Shifting his chin to the other hand.]

What're you doing now?

[wolf_faerie]

Just thinking about things. What's it to you?

[strike_you_out]

[Shrug.]

Looked like you were in a trance.

[He might've been watching for a while.]

[wolf_faerie]

Well, I was thinking about how I've been here for a year and we still can't leave.

[strike_you_out]

[Slugger recalls that he's been living here for nearly nine months.]

...

Does it make you angry?

[wolf_faerie]

...a little. But mostly it makes me feel sad.

[strike_you_out]

[His gaze wanders to the puppy on her lap and then to the grass.]

You would be happy if you left?

[wolf_faerie]

Of course! I have to get back to my forest.

...but then when I think about that, I think about my friends and how I may not see them again...

[strike_you_out]

[This is very similar to what he's trying to figure out for himself.]

If you could choose, what would you do? Stay? Leave?

[wolf_faerie]

...I don't know yet. That's the problem.