He loves blackberries. And he is incredibly cute, thank you for noticing, Cricket!
Green eyes cast over the front room and the old woman in the chair. Something seems off about her but then he knew that happened sometimes as mortals aged. Their minds would do funny things to them. He didn't seem interested in waking poor Aunt Winnie though, sprawling on the narrow bed once he was set down with a quiet little grunt, ears pricking as Cricket spoke when he returned. Not a pet, and he was glad Cricket knew that, but he could see the mortal was lonely, so there was no harm in repaying his kindness by being a good listener for him.
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He loves blackberries. And he is incredibly cute, thank you for noticing, Cricket!
Green eyes cast over the front room and the old woman in the chair. Something seems off about her but then he knew that happened sometimes as mortals aged. Their minds would do funny things to them. He didn't seem interested in waking poor Aunt Winnie though, sprawling on the narrow bed once he was set down with a quiet little grunt, ears pricking as Cricket spoke when he returned. Not a pet, and he was glad Cricket knew that, but he could see the mortal was lonely, so there was no harm in repaying his kindness by being a good listener for him.