LRAB Chapter 89 Dinner and Communication
Chapter 89 Dinner and Communication
Since he himself wasn't a picky eater, and Glacia DEFINITELY wasn't, Aoni hadn't ever put much thought into what type of food he was eating.
In his mind, calories were calories, and if they tasted good, awesome; if not, well, he simply would suck it up because beggars can't be choosers.
Every day was a struggle for survival, and without putting forth the effort to make it happen, Aoni would starve; it was as simple as that.
Now, with the newest edition to the family, the lad actually found himself stumped as to what the young fledgling would eat.
'She wouldn't survive off, like, nuts and berries or something like that, right? Considering the size of the monsters I saw in those memories, they should be meat eaters...' Sitting out by the campfire and grilling up some rabbit meat from Glacia's most recent hunt, Aoni kept looking over his shoulder as the floof showed her new sister around the platform.
Of course, it was more like Nyria was along for a ride because she was perched on Glacia's back, riding her while the furball padded around in a happy mood, pointing out her favorite things.
Like the pile of rocks, she spent hours making into a formation or her favorite sticks. Moving around the platform from station to station, she would occasionally point out things like how one container smelled different because it had all the meat in it or even the path she had dug through the snow, forming a tunnel.
Moving in a clockwise direction, Glacia brought her new sister to the tanning station and showed off all the things she had collected while pointing out that Aoni was making stuff, not that she knew what those words meant but instead parroted the lad's words.
All the while, Nyria seemed to be enjoying herself and listening to the gaos and oos as they adventured around the platform.
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Once lunch...or Dinner was ready, considering it was going to be dark soon, Aoni called over his summons to one of his more materialistic projects, a wooden table; as for chairs, well, it was low enough to the ground that Aoni and the summons could plop down on their butts and eat with no problems.
"Yeah, im talking to you, floof, pfft," with a shake of his head, Aoni stabbed a piece of Chimera meat with his wooden fork and began eating slowly and as gracefully as someone raised without proper table manners could, almost as if trying to set an example for his little glutton.
Yet, not even 30 seconds later...
"OM NOM NOM NOM," Glacia was right back at it again, face on the plate nomming away like someone was going to take it away from her.
"Sigh, I give up, Nyria, don't follow her example, you're a good girl,"
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"Chee?"
"Un, good girl," Seeing the questioning gaze directed at him, Aoni smiled and nodded.
"Chee, chee," causing the bird to nod in return and leaving Glacia utterly confused.
She was minding her own business and became the target of bullying; the worst part was that she was too innocent and, thus, didn't even realize it, so apart from getting scolded, the floof had no idea that she was being teased for eating too fast.
Nyria, on the other hand, completely understood everything her lord said, but that was partially due to her grade and partially because she had been around Humanoids long enough to understand communication.
That fact alone set her apart from Glacia. For Aoni, it was quite a joyous thing because while it was fun bantering with himself, *Conversing with Glacia*, having actual conversations where someone understood what you were saying, was the difference between night and day.