Dylan had been riding around, getting a feel for- well, himself now. He had gotten his soul back, after five months... finally...
He was searching for a specific person, hoping they weren't busy. Dylan swallowed, a bit nervous, glancing around for Theodore.
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Theodore had himself up a tree, sitting on a branch, his hat on his face to hide from the sun, he looked peaceful and calm up there, but nowhere asleep at the same time. He was listening to the birds chirping around and the occational deer bucks fighting one another, until he heard footsteps along the grass. He hummed and sat up from the tree bark and adjusted his hat before looking around, giving the air a sniff or two.
He climbed down the tree and spotted Dylan, he smiled until he paid closer attention, the man seemed more lively than before, now Theodore was intrigued, he jogged closer, the spurs on his boots clanking a little. "Hey, Dylan", Theodore called out and stopped beside the man, "how you doing? Been a bit since I saw you"
