#joxtorn

[springstune]

@joxtorn

It’s morning, and as Snufkin comes out of his tent to greet the new day, he sees someone has made themselves comfortable at his campsite. They are perhaps familiar, but it’s hard for him to see with their hat over their face.

With another glance and without a word, Snufkin stokes the campfire and puts on a pot of water for coffee, with enough for the stranger, as he’s feeling a bit generous in the light of the morning sun. He briefly considers his harmonica, but decides the morning is pleasant enough without it, and he instead turns his attention towards the creature across from him, feeling rather like a conversation.

“Nice morning today.” He says casually, digging around a bit in his bag.

[itiincrant]

@joxtorn || cont.

The mumrik stammered a bit before he chuckled awkwardly, unsure of how he was supposed to respond to his father’s comment. “ Yeah, I’ll be sure to tell you if that’s ever a thing, not that I’m planning on it anytime soon though, ” he faltered, pulling at his sleeves.

He cleared his throat before inquiring, “ What about you? Have you been well? Doing anything of note? ” He was just trying to instigate some small talk because he was pretty sure that’s the sort of thing a person’s supposed to do when talking to their parent.

[itiincrant]

joxtorn, 1’2”

@joxtorn || see how tiny snuf is compared to your muse

“ Huh! ”

[ebvlience]

An older man, snufkin-like in form but not in the glint in his eyes, watches Moomin with an inquisitive look on his face. Slowly, almost lazily, he takes his pipe out of his mouth and speaks. “Moomin, you’ve hardly grown a day since I last saw you. Am I the only one of our little trio that’s gotten older?” ~(Joxtorn)

wuh-oh || @joxtorn

Moomin blinked for a second. ear flicking as he processed what the stranger said “Huh?” This must have been one of MoominPapa’s friends, and seeing as moomins were all pretty identical, it wasn’t a surprise that the man mistook him for his father “Oh, Pardon me, but i don’t believe we’ve met before.” he finally confronted him politely. “You must be one of Papa’s friends! He told us all about you”

[itiincrant]

“So.” A slow inhale on his pipe. “How’s your boyfriend.” ~Joxtorn

@joxtorn

The question caught him completely off guard and he didn’t have a chance to prepare himself for it. “ Ah, do you mean Moomintroll? He’s doing well, ” Snufkin responded after taking a moment to gather his thoughts while tugging on the hem of his hat. He paused before cautiously adding, “ Why do you ask? ”