08-07-2018, 10:21 PM
[align=center]RIDDLE ME THIS!
Edward seemed occupied with the puppy, just content squatted down cupping the pup's ear in his hand, finger rubbing into the crook of it which brought the puppy to tilt his head further into his hand in content. Grinning, he finally lifted himself a couple moments before Scarecrow's words, who was already moving on before he answered. He'd come back for that puppy. Or maybe another. Edward either way had to eventually move on, feeling almost guilty as he walked away from the puppy.So guilty in fact, that he carried the husky puppy along the way. Stroking through the fur as he studied where a lodge was said to be, and he gave a nod as he pondered. A rabbit farm. That was likely a major food source. If someone destroyed that they'd have to rely on the dogs hunting, and also their own hunting. He was sure it'd do some damage. However, as he pondered that the other spoke of the mines, and slipped in a compliment. How peculiar. Suspiciously studying Scarecrow, he tried to brush it off. "I'll be careful not to fall into a mine." Was his answer, seeming to avoid acknowledging the compliment. He didn't think Scarecrow would say that, but he had. His toes curled just slightly at the thought that they seemed to be getting along well. Like friends. He focused his nervous energy onto the husky puppy cradled to his chest, fingers digging to the fur and lightly petting it.
As they reached a cabin, Edward lifted his head to observe it. "This is mine. Ours, actually." This should be an interesting experience. The last time he slept under the same roof of a live human being, it was his parents. He wasn't sure if he liked the idea of being just footsteps away from another killer asleep, but he was generally a light sleeper, so should something happen he'd be alerted hopefully. He didn't miss a beat as Scarecrow took a key from under the stone, and he gave a wordless nod as though assuring he saw it.
Stepping inside, he was instantly met with an order. His eyes narrowed a little, opening his mouth to sneer that Scarecrow could do so himself, when a crow, clearly inside, made a great deal of noise. What? He looked around curiously to take in his surroundings, and also find the crow, as the door shut rather softly behind him, a deliberate movement considering his hatred for unnecessary racket. He looked surprised as Scarecrow called for something, before it came into view. A... Pet crow? How odd. He'd never seen such a thing, but he never really was around much animals.
"A pet crow?" He wasn't hesitant to question it, following after Scarecrow into the living room. He was relaxed, not concerned the way he was a little while ago when the two were in the same house. Though watchful, he didn't try and veer out of Scarecrow's way, instead moving after it. Still holding the puppy, he nodded at the introduction having already gathered her name by Scarecrow calling her to him. He decided swiftly that bites wouldn't terribly upset him, holding the puppy in his arms angled in a comfortable manner. "I'll be careful with her." He assured, before his free hand reached out to try and pet the crow with a finger on her head. "Hi Icky." He whispered gently.