( it is late in the afternoon when umbra appears to noctis wherever he might be. he is wearing a familiar strap of cloth, carrying their new notebook and looking a bit downcast from his usual excitable behavior whenever he spies noctis about the city.
inside the notebook there is none of her usual sketches to greet him, instead simple words written in her usual steady handβ )
Ravus has, to my knowledge, seemingly left this world. I cannot find any trace of him nor can Umbra or Pryna. It is almost as if he was never here.
[ hey, boy! noctis kneels down to meet him, rubbing the back of his ears and giving him a treat from his pocket -- he's keeping treats now, since luna tends to eschew technology and keep to their habit. but he notices, however, that the dog's usually a little more downcast.
he's giving him another treat, just to cheer him up. taking the notebook from him, he flips it open and frowns at the text before penciling something in. ]
Heard it happens a lot. Maybe he'll come back soon. Are you okay?
[ he tucks the book back into the little saddle, giving umbra little scritches underneath his muzzle. He'll wait for the response. ]
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inside the notebook there is none of her usual sketches to greet him, instead simple words written in her usual steady handβ )
Ravus has, to my knowledge, seemingly left this world. I cannot find any trace of him nor can Umbra or Pryna. It is almost as if he was never here.
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he's giving him another treat, just to cheer him up. taking the notebook from him, he flips it open and frowns at the text before penciling something in. ]
Heard it happens a lot. Maybe he'll come back soon. Are you okay?
[ he tucks the book back into the little saddle, giving umbra little scritches underneath his muzzle. He'll wait for the response. ]