Log, day 3

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Characters: Faolan, Momiji, Hawk, [maybe Snow and Aralu]
Open? No
Where: the house behind the smithy
When: 3rd day of the middle of spring

Faolan batted the now-silent orb around like a marble while he waited for Momiji to show up. They would find him some clothes, and then some food, and maybe he would be old enough to cook something. Faolan was only 10, and Hawk said he had to have someone with him to use the stove.

He perked up as he started to smell a bunny. Bunny? It was getting closer, too. Maybe he could catch it. Hawk would be so proud of him. He slunk up to the door, his orb rolling under a chair as he stopped paying attention to it.

When the bunny seemed to be right outside, he flung the door open and pounced.

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[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji, now all healed up thanks to the strange guy who claimed to know him, walked up to the little home with relief. He would be glad to get into something more comfortable and to get a chance to eat a little. He was not expecting the force hitting him the stomach as he tried to knock.

"Uffff."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

This was not what he had expected. He looked up, recognizing Momiji from the orb. "Not a bunny?" he asked rhetorically. He was so confused.

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji sputtered a moment, not really knowing how to react to this development. "What?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan backed away a few steps, whining slightly. Hawk was going to be so mad at him....

"Sorry," he said, cringing appropriately.

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji dusted himself off, shaking his head. "It's okay. You just startled me."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan looked up, gauging if he was really forgiven. Seeing that he was, he moved forward to help dust off the older boy, taking the chance to sniff him to see if he really did smell like a rabbit.

He did.

Hm. He'd have to think about this. In the meantime, he had offered clothes and food and would have to go see if Snow was passed out in her room or if it would be easy to get the clothes. He took Momiji's hand and led him inside.

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji didn't find the sniffing that weird; he still had blood on him from the wound and figured that was what the boy may be smelling. He let the child lead him, taking the time to look over the home with interest. It certainly looked much nicer than the apartments he and Kisa had been using in Cydonia and was much more homey than his own back in Japan.

"It looks nice here."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

"Yes," Faolan agreed. Mmm. The smell of blood and bunny was making him hungry. Maybe Momiji was hungry too?

"Want food?"

[whatmuttiforgot]

"Sure. What do you have?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

"Faolan caught a squirrel!" the boy answered excitedly, apparently apropos of nothing. After a moment he deflated again. "Hawk says not enough to share."

He thought a moment. "Eggs. Hawk got eggs. And bread. Faolan can't cook unless someone older is there."

[whatmuttiforgot]

"Squirrel?" Momiji grimaced. He might have scavenged a little to provide for his young charges in the city but there was something about the thought of eating something so small and cute that bothered him.

"I'm older. Do you think he'd mind if I did it?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan was glad that his plan was working so well. He hadn't even had to prompt Momiji about the cooking! He beamed at the boy. "Yes yes!"

[whatmuttiforgot]

"Okay." Momiji rolled up his selves. He might as well just cook in the dress so he wouldn't risk staining Faolan's friend's clothes. "You go get the eggs then."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan cheerfully retrieved the eggs and bread, bringing them back and leaning against a table near the stove. His brows furrowed. "Cooking in that?"

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji fiddled with the stove then started looking for something to cook the food in. "I don't want to get your friend's clothes dirty if I spill something while cooking."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

"Snow isn't friend," Faolan replied bluntly. He hadn't really thought about what she was, but certainly not a friend.

He saw that Momiji was looking, guessed what it was for, and passed him a pan.

[whatmuttiforgot]

"Then what is she?" Momiji took the pan with a quiet murmur of thanks, and set to work on cracking the eggs.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan thought about it, eyes wide. "Hawk's mutti," he said finally, feeling that that really summed everything up.

[whatmuttiforgot]

"Your Großmutter then?" Momiji smiled, watching the eggs fry.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

The thought had apparently never occurred to Faolan, whose face lit up as he considered it. "Yes!" he agreed after a moment.

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji laughed at the boys enthusiasm. "Do you like being here?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

"Yes," Faolan answered. "Hawk likes being blacksmith and Faolan can run around."

[whatmuttiforgot]

"You don't want to go back to your old home?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan thought about it for a long moment. "Doesn't matter," he decided. "No Pack at home. Mutti gone. Just Hawk. Here have Snow too."

[whatmuttiforgot]

"Pack?" Momiji asked, moving away from the stove to look for plates. "I think it's nice you're happy here."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Oh! He said something he shouldn't have! Faolan bit his lip, trying to think of how he could explain without really explaining. He was probably silent far longer than he should have been, and he missed Momiji's search for plates or he would have helped.

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji turns around from his search at the boy's lack of reply. "Faolan?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Oh, he'd been found out. Faolan whimpered, moving closer to try and change the subject by begging for petting.

Probably not the best change of subject, but at 10 it was all he could think of.

[whatmuttiforgot]

Confused, Momiji placed his hands on the boy's head. "Hey, what's wrong?" He patted his hair, crouching to the child's level.

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan snuggled in, arms snaking around to hug Momiji.

"Faolan said something wrong," he said sadly. "Not supposed to talk about Pack. Just family."

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji doesn't mind the hug, in fact he wraps his arms tightly around the boy. "That's okay. I won't tell that you said anything, okay?"

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan smiled up at him. "You are nice," he said, nuzzling against him.

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji giggled. "Thank you. You're nice too."

[greatsquirrelhunter]

Faolan was quite happy to be called nice, and to have made a friend. Even if Momiji inexplicably smelled like a rabbit.

He wriggled happily and dashed off to find plates.

[whatmuttiforgot]

Momiji, both a little confused and amused by the boy, returned to cooking a meal for the two of them.