Her back paw slipped on the edge of the roof as she jumped back, and a mangled scream escaped her mouth as she fell back. The package wrapped in cloth flew out of her mouth and further up the roof, and the Litten scrambled after Crescent, managing to catch her by gripping her paws with his claws and pinning them to the edge of the roof. "Ah-I- um... sorry!" he whisper yelled, hauling the larger than average Eevee back up and onto the roof with him.
Crescent tried to not touch her already bandaged paws, little marks of crimson leaking through the white silver fur and darkening the fur slightly. "Ya... um... sorry-rry... uh, who are you and why are you here?" The Litten tried again, although he still had a snappish edge in his voice that sounded forced. "You will call me Crescent." the girl snapped back, not noticing how her answer was more of a command. The Litten was silenced, and the air between them was tense and, for lack of a better word, awkward.
His large amber eyes flicked over to the simple cloth bound gift, which had come loose to reveal the simple spiced poke-puff. "Uh... did you just climb onto the roof... to give me a gift?" Crescent nodded limping gingerly across the roof to pick the treat up and hand it to him. "I... followed your father to the edge of the forest and got in trouble... wasn't supposed to leave but I knew I could give you a gift so I decided I would... because I thought you would need one." She muttered, but through his shock the Litten accepted the Pokepuff, biting into it.
He tried to mask his enjoyment, although his eyes were failing... a lot. He looked up with crumbs on his face, eyes wide and glistening, "Thank you." he choked out. "Uh... yor welcome?" Crescent replied, she was told that was what you said when you were thanked... although sometimes she forgot. "Hey, uh... I've seen you sometimes. I don't know your name." She tried next, and waited as the Litten swallowed. "M' called Sol." he said through a semi full mouth. Swallowing down the rest, he handed the other half of the Pokepuff to the Eevee. "You should have some too, I shouldn't eat all of it... mother doesn't like it when I eat too many sweets."
Crescent nodded mutely, but ate most of the rest, since Sol was handed small chunks time to time by Crescent, awkwardly. Some time went by as they sat in silence, until Sol perked up with a little fear. "H-hey you're an Eevee, you're not supposed to be awake after dark!" He pointed to the horizon, the last sliver of the sun disappearing.
Crescent tried to not touch her already bandaged paws, little marks of crimson leaking through the white silver fur and darkening the fur slightly. "Ya... um... sorry-rry... uh, who are you and why are you here?" The Litten tried again, although he still had a snappish edge in his voice that sounded forced. "You will call me Crescent." the girl snapped back, not noticing how her answer was more of a command. The Litten was silenced, and the air between them was tense and, for lack of a better word, awkward.
His large amber eyes flicked over to the simple cloth bound gift, which had come loose to reveal the simple spiced poke-puff. "Uh... did you just climb onto the roof... to give me a gift?" Crescent nodded limping gingerly across the roof to pick the treat up and hand it to him. "I... followed your father to the edge of the forest and got in trouble... wasn't supposed to leave but I knew I could give you a gift so I decided I would... because I thought you would need one." She muttered, but through his shock the Litten accepted the Pokepuff, biting into it.
He tried to mask his enjoyment, although his eyes were failing... a lot. He looked up with crumbs on his face, eyes wide and glistening, "Thank you." he choked out. "Uh... yor welcome?" Crescent replied, she was told that was what you said when you were thanked... although sometimes she forgot. "Hey, uh... I've seen you sometimes. I don't know your name." She tried next, and waited as the Litten swallowed. "M' called Sol." he said through a semi full mouth. Swallowing down the rest, he handed the other half of the Pokepuff to the Eevee. "You should have some too, I shouldn't eat all of it... mother doesn't like it when I eat too many sweets."
Crescent nodded mutely, but ate most of the rest, since Sol was handed small chunks time to time by Crescent, awkwardly. Some time went by as they sat in silence, until Sol perked up with a little fear. "H-hey you're an Eevee, you're not supposed to be awake after dark!" He pointed to the horizon, the last sliver of the sun disappearing.