ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤunprompted | accepting | @sunofel said ...
ㅤㅤㅤclark is a bit confused by the other, but they don't seem to be a danger. ㅤhe crouches down, head canting slightly. "are you okay? do you need any help?"
Crawling, crawling, crawling ; in the darkest hours of night, did he move, and YET, nothing came to familiarity. It was all, too terribly new. Where he rests now, he had rested the eve prior, in some filth - laden alley's corner, where none could see tattered robes and bloodied visage. Alas, he'd been discovered. Creature shrinks into himself, all EIGHT FEET OF HIM, giggling nervously. Were he in the building he knew as Home, he'd be a touch more confident.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ mē ... lȯst ... ??? ❞
Other articulation, to the common ear, incomprehensible. For, the language of monsters had been built and understood and TRADED, over time. That, was a language easier to speak - but difficult to master for outsiders. Head cants, as if to mirror stranger, body shifting along the ground.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝ nät ... hōm. ❞
