FDR Campfire, Saturday Morning

[bitchprince]

Arthur's dreams last night had been full of strange images of old, powerful wolves and golden lion cubs that he chose not to consider further. It was Morgana who got the nightmares, not him; he'd always slept fitfully and where needed.

Still, they had instilled a sudden restlessness in him, and rather than turn to the salle as he generally would, Arthur's travels brought him no further than the campfire that morning. He had no meat left of his last hunt, nor any furry fish to roast, so instead he sat down by the edge of the pit.

He did have some dried meat, and a few more dates he'd nicked off Leto earlier (well, not nicked. Commandeered. Requested, maybe, with implicit permission). They'd do for breakfast until Merlin showed up to get him enough for a proper one.

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[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Yes." It was. "How is..."

Crap.

"How are things?"

[bitchprince]

There was a slight silence. (Well, Merlin, after last weekend, I spent an awful lot of time in the salle, went about quick-fixing everything else wrong in my life just to be able to deal with it, and slept with Jenny. How's that?)

"I'm thinking about getting a hunting dog," Arthur said, conversationally.

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"That's alright! I am busy proving my heterosexuality by trying to have sex with my girlfriend. We have a book!"

"A hunting dog?" Oh god, did this mean he wouldn't be dragged out into the rain to hunt?

Naive Merlin is naive.

[bitchprince]

It meant he was going to get dragged out in the rain to hunt while trying to keep a very large dog under control. Congratulations, Merlin. This was what you got for repression.

"I heard there's a shop that sells them in town. We'll be paying it a visit once we return to the dorms."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

Well, perhaps if someone said something, there would be less need for repression. Hmmm?

"We could go tomorrow to look," Merlin suggested brightly. The 'we' part was a bit too hopeful.

[bitchprince]

He had still been flailing about trying to figure out what had happened!

"We will," he said, "But we won't be purchasing anything until next week."

[bigdamndestiny.livejournal.com]

"Of course not." Even if there were puppies all about. "Do you think there will be room in the stables to board the dog?"

[bitchprince]

"It's not like anyone else is really using it."

There were what, four horses?