Penelope E. Brasswell || 37-Female || Straight || Cottonmouth || None || Ren
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Her head tilted a bit when Ren mentioned the fact that he missed the city food. She was a bit perplexed when she found herself nodding. A sigh came from her lips as she thought for a moment, "Then why not go back? Just think about it before you disagree with me- you could eat anything you want, you don't have to worry about when the next time you have to eat, and you don't have to fret about hunting for your food. So that means no setting up traps. The list goes on.". Emma bit her lip and turned her head towards Ren with a soft but serious look on her face, trying to get her point across to him. However, Emma really didn't quite catch the part about the roasted squirrel. Well she did, but it was the fact that she didn't want to bother about roasting a squirrel. Ew.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxEthan L. Redwood || 16-Male || Bi || Scimitar Oryx|| None || Layne
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx His head jolted up at the sound of kitchen supplies falling to the ground. A smile appeared on his face as he entered a mental, sarcastic clap, "'eeeey! You found it! Congratulations!". Ethan took a moment to replay the sarcasm that was hinted in his voice. He raised the bowl as soon as she came over and collected it and went back to her space. Ethan crossed his legs and leaned back a little. But he leaned forward as soon as the offer of raspberry lemonade came up. "And so you are going to force me to drink it if I said no? But I'll take some please.".
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNathan A. Redwood || 17-Male || Bi || East African Oryx|| None || Audrey
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Nathan rolled his head to his side and thought for a moment, "I'm sure that he's already there- if not then we could go on a witch hunt and find him.". He turned his head over towards Audrey and flashed another worried look at her. That's when he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off to the side, careful not to hurt her as he did so. He looked into her eyes and pouted a little, "Are you sure that you are okay? We could go to Aiden to go have a look at the bite.",
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Aiden F. Winston || 37-Male || Bi || Secretary Bird || ~~~ || Reza;
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx He nodded but didn't really much respond.But he didn't want to leave the boy answerless, despite him ever asking him a question. Aiden looked over towards the shelves, still avoiding eye contact with Reza. "Well...If something does happen and we got a choice to go back- I wouldn't recommend it.". He closed his eyes, remembering the day where they all- the 'first generations'- boarded the plane with everything, not knowing that they would never return. He remembered her as well along with the fight that broke out between them where Aiden refused to go the first time. He shook his head before turning his head over towards Reza, "I'm going to step out for a bit. Mind holding the fort down? If anything...happens, please come and get me, I'll be in the dining hall.". He paused, now registering that the fact that his last statement sounded a bit scattered.