Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-36669222-20181123183425/@comment-27163598-20181213112142

Nackfist petted Snapwrist's head absentmindedly as they both watched as the girl took out a map and disappeared into the forest. "Phsh, as if she own the island, yet requires a map to find her 'cabin'" he laughed to himself. "Yeh, no. I'm not going anywhere, even if I was curious" he turned away, walking toward his hammock. "There is just no way, there's gotta be an age restriction or something" he mumbled to himself before sitting back in his hanging bed. Except this time, his back was now facing the river rather than the forest. The splash and rippling of water signified that Snapwrist was now in the water directly behind him.

Nackfist thought a little about all this likely underaged criminal had said 'She called it a treaty, like an alliance' he snorted 'as if, this is just a truce, a mutual understanding that doesn't end it blood, nor does it end in hugs and kisses'.

"Ar Grimborne" he tested her name, it was odd. And the way she told him, she really did forget to tell him and felt inclined to do so? He allowed her to leave without requesting her name, because he didn't care. But the way she told him had him scratching his chin a little bit, feeling the little prickly whiskers along his jaw.

'She said it as if it held some sort of importance, as if it held a connection to something I would later learn about. Perhaps it was so that if I were to look at this claim stone and see her name on it, it would be a sort of Told You So moment' he wandered. Whether it was some immature mind game or not, she said it with a manner that he didn't like. It didn't mean to much to him, nor did he care to learn more, but one thing was made slightly clear to him. She was expecting something of him, maybe another confrontation? Friendship? Assistance? An actual treaty? An apology?

"Oh hell no, if she comes here with her eyebrow raised expecting an apology for doubting her, Ima sock her in the jaw" he groaned.

He checked the forest line with his eyes, making sure no weird minor was visibly stalking him. Seeing that the coast was clear, he reopened his book and continued reading. Mouthing some of the words to himself and taking notes in his mind on the tips and tricks in hunting. But no matter how much he tried, he didn't relax, his eyes would return momentarily to the tree line to make sure that late teen troublemaker didn't come striding back to bother him. Because no matter how much he believed himself to be an adult whilst this was a mere teenager, she made him feel very uncomfortable.