Additional RP panels for @dunkelschwinge from my Save the Last Dance set.
Yt’reum is a poor servant boy, so nothing fancy for him. P’trik is getting on in the years but his dressrobes still fit him.
Sami gets to be pretty no matter what.
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Additional RP panels for @dunkelschwinge from my Save the Last Dance set.
Yt’reum is a poor servant boy, so nothing fancy for him. P’trik is getting on in the years but his dressrobes still fit him.
Sami gets to be pretty no matter what.
What’s new Pussycat? || Closed
@dunkelschwinge
Yt'reum sits on the back of one of the caravans, waiting for the merchants to finish their business for the day. Soon enough he'd have to be helping them load and unload whatever goods were necessary to be moved. Until then he'd sit there, bored, pretending to keep an eye out for anyone stupid enough to try and rob the cart he was guarding. That is, if a tiny kitten hadn't shown up to distract him.
The mercenary takes a few cautious glances about his surroundings to make sure no one is looking. If someone caught him petting a cat it’d ruin his tough-guy image. Confident that he isn’t being watched, he stoops down to allow the kitten to sniff his hand.
“Hey there. I ain’t gonna hurt ‘cha. Yer a real pretty one ain’t you. Here, you like biscuits? I got an extra one in my pouch.” The youth reaches into his drawstring pouch to pull out a small plain biscuit. Breaking it between his thumb and forefinger, he offers a half to the little kitten. “You don’t gotta eat it if’n you don’t want to.”