// Oh! They probably deserved it.

// Maybe they don't like lewd because you legit don't be bothering a soul.

And within those musical notes, he felt a comforting familiarity.

of his muzzle would pull into a smile, tail swaying back and forth from beneath bis cloak as the music seeped into him.

Sadness- yet there was hope. A warmth laced into each note as if to assure that the light of tomorrow would always be a beacon.

He was always an introspective and reflective sort

attracted the half gnoll, day after day. The most beautiful music tugged at him like a leash, bliss to ears as he saught to watch /her/ play again.

No words were ever muttered, no eye contact made. No introductions had. And yet, as he came to a halt on the outer rim of the crowd, the corners

@melodichooves.bsky.social

He had come to enjoy venturing into the cozy little town, cloak pulled firmly over his face to avoid the horrified glances he was certain his visage would attract.

The smell of fresh bread on the gentle wind was enticing, but none could hold a candle to what had

patiently for the other to come into view.

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He raises his head as he tears his eyes away from the flickering wisps of the campfire. Ears trained, nose catching the whiff of another, their scent heavy on the wind.

He doesn't reach from his sword,he doesn't move an inch. He sits, elbows draped over his knees waiting

the fish.

"What is it that you do, Lady Akiza?"

He didn't respond, mulling on her words as he led her through the wood, until the faint glimmer of a campfire could be spied.

"You are too kind, my lady. Please, make yourself comfortable. I hope you don't mind fish."

She set his rather large sword off to the side before beginning prep work on

He told her.
Picking her up with little effort, keeping her at eye level.

"You shouldn't bite things that aren't food."

"There is a cave not far that I have camp in. I do not have much, but what I possess is yours to use."

"There is no need for that."

He turns, motioning with his head for her to follow with his sword draped over his shoulder.

"Just Rur will do, Lady Akiza. I am no true paladin."

His footsteps were heavy, indicative of his slouched posture and the weight each step brought down upon the earth.

He is wearing iron boots, she will hurt her teeth.

tail swaying once more, though this time he did not hide his smile.

"Are you hungry? I have plenty to share if you would extend your company further."

"You speak with the wisdom of the druids."

He pauses, looking out into the distance as if to ponder his thoughts.

"We each have a place in the Oakfather's design. From the fair and beautiful to the gnarled and hideous. Ignorance seeks to derail his vision: peace."

He returns his gaze to her

....Please don't.

it could easily be mistaken for the growl of a beast.