audio | un: xianxian of yunmeng jiang
Bear!? Bear! There was a bear in the bath!
( So comes this startled and startling shout, as elsewhere in camp, Wei Wuxian is (unfortunately) streaking past in damp, confused glory, a bear of arctic composure lumbering after him, soap bar still in mouth. Come back! He was just handing the soap over, he wanted to help! )
( So comes this startled and startling shout, as elsewhere in camp, Wei Wuxian is (unfortunately) streaking past in damp, confused glory, a bear of arctic composure lumbering after him, soap bar still in mouth. Come back! He was just handing the soap over, he wanted to help! )
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( Now he finally goes for the blanket, as had been suggested to him. Meaning at least there's one apparent blanket refugee shortly rejoining the area... in a broad sense. )
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( Also worse, as they were wolves. He frowns toward the bear. )
Can you ask? If it has that much awareness, and I thought most of his did.
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[ Xunxian turns his attention to the bear, though soon enough his lips curl up in a dry smile and he shakes his head. ]
He is either far more focused on the present, which isn't exactly exceptional, or he's refusing to say.
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[ Xunxian is now scratching the thick fur without hesitation. ]
The birds migrating to warmer places for the winter and then returning do not know the answer to 'why', they just do.
[ That doesn't mean that Xunxian has stopped asking, merely making sure that there are no hopes raised for an answer. His own curiosity is more along the lines of asking Anurr why a bear and not a person who can communicate with everyone, but he doesn't have much hope that that would get answered, either. ]
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( Which he sounds grudging over: please, it was chasing him around. )
Given who else has cropped up in our band of misfits, that's not limited to bears or other less thoughtful creatures.
( Also a grumble. )