[AW] borrowing without asking

[Maxence]

MAXENCE THE PACK SURVIVES   TAG @Inkheart OUTFIT commando uniform WORDS 000 NOTES ❊

 

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he coo of another's voice ticked at the King's ears, his perpetual scowl turning colder as his narl turned toward the approaching stag. He wished, like any, to know what they were doing here, and also wished to be excused. Throwing each end of the sling to the ground which by now was half-filled with river silt, Maxence turned to the wandering brute and began his reply.
"None of your gods-damned business flower picker" the sovereign snarled, eyes colder than the Terminus sea. "What's it to you anyway?" Maxence then queried, stepping forth on strong, pillar-like legs to meet the brute. 

Soon came another voice, this one lighter and it even felt diaphonous upon his ears. The words he spoke were welcome and humble, and Maxence gave a smirking look of 'told-you-so' to the first male, and continued about his digging.
"Right you are" He spoke to the second gentleman "We hail from Solterra where there is no food - not like here where you are literally walking all over it. We have come to take some soil to plant a garden so that we might be able to eat" 

Turning his cranium in the direction of his accomplice, Maxence wondered if she needed any help with digging or pulling her own sling. The soil was harder further down the creek bed and full of rocks - the kind no garden would ever wish to see. instead maxence waded in further to where there was fine, weightless silt. I twas there he began to shovel it out with his hooves.
"By all means stand there and watch" the king panted, glancing from the flowery gentleman and the questioning stag.