#bareteef

[wcrldcnfire]

@follyteef​ : Sindri : “ move .  just  get  out  of  my  way . ”

❝Ahh, ir abelas da’len, I cannot do that.❞ Altair said, the hint of a smirk tugging the corner of his lips, hands clasped behind his back as he stares down at the half-ling and the little group that followed behind. They were not concerned about whether the group might choose to fight, they had been told to keep the child away, and so that is what they would do.

❝It would be best if you were to return home.❞ He explained, gesturing back towards the way they came. He might not approve of how Solas treated his child, but he also knew that there were more important things going on and the child would be safer away from them. ❝Your hunt will not go as planned.❞

[pellelavellan-a]

❝ first of all, ew. second of all, ew. ❞   from penny :>

@bareteef

He paused, offering Penny a sheepish smile that exposed cricket legs still wriggling around in his mouth as the insect struggled to get free. The useless attempt was over quickly once Pelle bit down on its body, crushing it between his teeth and swallowed it.

She wasn't entirely wrong that eating a live cricket was mildly unpleasant. He hated their legs tickling his tongue, and the sensation of their bodies bursting under the pressure of his jaw was wet in an off-putting way, something of a forbidden tart you might say. But the flavor was fine though it was far tastier if one had the time to cook them.

"They're not so bad," he said, sticking his tongue against a thin gap in his teeth to wrestle out a stray leg. "I'll let you try the next one that comes hopping along."