[FIN]Those things that give value to Survival(Riot & Nikita)

[GunSniper]

Nikita spirits easily perked up, as did her ears, when Riot offered his help with what to do with her Rock. If he suggested it, than that would be a good purpose for the rock to have. It could roll. Her maw parted to make room for the growing smile upon her maw.

*umph* She grunted while her hind legs trembled as they tried to push the large rock.

The efforts were instantly halted as their guardian mountain offered his advice on rocks. Her ear swiveled backward before her head followed suit. Crimson eyes brightened in wonder. So, maybe the color of the rock determined what it did. Shiny ones were to be worn, red one did not need to do anything at all. This made finding a pink one all the more exciting.

"So, red ones don't need to do anything?" Nikita inquired with a slight gasp.

Both of her paws remained firmly on the warm red rock.

Bob blinked to the attention he was receiving from the little ones. Suddenly he was brought into their imaginary world of kitten-eque explanations and imaginations. He cleared his throat and approached the rock, moving to a side where the two cubs had not been occupying.

Careful not to crush their paws under his, he too placed his large paw on top of the red rock. It was slightly heavy, but with a slight bit of effort he was able to rock it just a little.

"...They do not... unless you want them to." Bob answered. "... but they don't need to."  

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Riot's ears perked forward as he looked up at awe at Bob, as he stretched out and he did to try to move the rock with them. His little kitten dropped agape...

Wow....he was so big and strong!

With a little grunt, Riot pushed the rock too-when it moved, the cub was sure it was because of his doing in helping.

Flopping back on his hunches, Riot proudly puffed. They moved it, and Maybe this Bob was right. Some rocks didn't need to move unless you needed them too.


"Do you need it too Nikita?" Riot found himself asking as he looked over to his friend, determind to make it move if she needed it to do so.  

[GunSniper]

Nikita pushed offf from the red rock with a bounce and a soft 'huf'. Her hund legs back-tracked before she fully flopped back onto all fours. Her maw still hung ajar from Bob's display of might. Mountains were very impressive. She wasn't sure if it had been all three of them to move it, or just him. Reguardless, it was amazing.

Crimson eyes widened as she looked from the rock to Bob, than back to Riot. She had to think a moment on what she needed her Rock to do. Rock owning was still very new to her, she had to be carefuly not to do the wrong thing.

"No." Nikita chimmed after a moment of deep thought. "It doesn't need to do anythng now."

The smile returnned as she puffed her chest a bit. It felt good to give a definate answer. Her tail arched back in a 'C' while her lesgs streighted as much as possible.

Bob simply took a step back from the rock as it was decided that it didn't need to do anything. His armored tail swayed from side to side slowly. From a side glance he could see where the rough red-barked trees thickened the further away from the desert. Just beyond that was a pool connected by a small stream. Perhaps run-off from one of the mountains many many miles away.

The water was warm, but refreshing. It was also much cooler up there.

Though, watching these two cubs, and considering where they were found, Bob had to wonder if they needed to be near this heat.  

[[ Radical Dreamer ]]

Riot's head remained turn, and eyes focused on Nikita as he waited for an answer from her. They could move the rock if she wanted to, he could see that it was done...

"Okay." The cub nodded soundly, as his friend answered. Which reminded him of something, and a cub topic change. Their thought processes seemed to hop around as much as they did physically.

"Bob, are you our friend too?" Riot asked, swiveling his head around and back as he looked up to the larger mountain.

He was going to be with us, and come along-he should be their friend.

The wild cub's tail swayed in a mindless curl back and forth.  

[GunSniper]

Nikita happily placed herself at Riot's side, looking at him briefly before moving all attention to Bob. Her ears swiveled forward and perked upward. At first her stance mimicked Riot's, however, she slowly begun to lean forward.

"Yeah, is that what you are too? Can mountains be called that?" She inquired with a taken breath.

The thought had never crossed her mind before. There were names for everything. But he never specified what he was. Though, if anyone knew what names should be, it would be Riot.

Bob looked down to the awe filled faces of the two cubs. His crimson eyes brightened to such a delightful question.

"...Yes." He answered with a slow nod. "... You are my Friends as well?"

Beneath the mask he was still smiling wide. These two were such a joy to be around. To himself he promised to be sure they were safe and protected from whatever. For now it was just a hunch, but there were things out there that could harm them. Unintentionally or not. Weaver have mercy on the one who would dare intentionally try to harm a cub....
 

[[ Radical Dreamer ]]

Riots smile seemed to brighten as Bob answered the two cubs. That was good that he was a friend, he had hope so.

As Bob asked if they where fiends, Riot's attention turned and looked back at Nikita. Riot's tail, curled and straightened, as ears tilted toward her as if to know she would agree.

"Yes." Riot spoke, his head raised and puffed as if to put a bird on it, he nodded.

Bob was their friend....

It was going to be amazing to have 'fire' and 'mountain' as friends.

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