02-23-2023, 08:54 AM
(Okay, when I have something done, I'll show you c: )
Yuni, the oblivious little ball of sunshine, didn't really notice (or care) how trotting into town with their hands intertwined would look. He just knew that Jace was nervous, and physical touch always seemed to work for him. So, like an excited dog, he tethered himself to Jace via his fingers and they made the short walk.
When they arrived, he was in awe of what they saw. People were bustling about everywhere; the streets were paved with cobblestone, unlike the soft dirt roads he was used to. There were numerous shops and pop ups, all with enticing smells and sounds to lure him in. He vaguely wondered what a 'smithy' was. He avoided looking at the butcher like the plague. He and his people were vegetarians; preferring to live with and the wildlife rather than from them. He knew other people lived differently, and that was okay. But he hated the rather intrusive thought of his favorite cow ending up hanging as a dried piece of meat.
That's probably why if the caravan ever had business in town, none of them asked Yuni. Not did they accept his help. Yuni gripped Jace's fingers a little tighter.
Yuni, the oblivious little ball of sunshine, didn't really notice (or care) how trotting into town with their hands intertwined would look. He just knew that Jace was nervous, and physical touch always seemed to work for him. So, like an excited dog, he tethered himself to Jace via his fingers and they made the short walk.
When they arrived, he was in awe of what they saw. People were bustling about everywhere; the streets were paved with cobblestone, unlike the soft dirt roads he was used to. There were numerous shops and pop ups, all with enticing smells and sounds to lure him in. He vaguely wondered what a 'smithy' was. He avoided looking at the butcher like the plague. He and his people were vegetarians; preferring to live with and the wildlife rather than from them. He knew other people lived differently, and that was okay. But he hated the rather intrusive thought of his favorite cow ending up hanging as a dried piece of meat.
That's probably why if the caravan ever had business in town, none of them asked Yuni. Not did they accept his help. Yuni gripped Jace's fingers a little tighter.