‘ you have to eat, don’t you? ’ to ashe from mercie ;;
animals of farthing wood || accepting
❛ i would rather you eat your fill and be full. ❜ supplies are getting dire around the camp, the product of a long and desperate war. food deliveries get more and more sparse, and ashe is starting to have to be creative with ingredients. but that’s something he’s all too familiar with. hunger is an old friend to ashe. and just as he had always put food in the mouths of his siblings before his own, he’ll do the same here, choosing to feed his family first before himself.
❛ i’m not hungry anyway. please, eat. ❜










