|| Copper's P.O.V. ||
I smile lightly. My father was often away at the market; he did most of our shopping there. Outside of the market, he runs a flower shop with my mother. Today is the shop's "break day" as my parents call it. "Come, help yourself to breakfast." My mother says, giving us a plate of pancakes each. Curious to see what my father's doing in the market today, I ask, "What's Father buying in the market today?"
"Birthday presents," Mother states, after eating a mouthful of pancake, "For your grandmother. It's her birthday tomorrow. Don't tell me you forgot, Little Red?"
I shake my head. "No, of course I didn't. I've been working on a birthday card for her for weeks, and I'm thinking of buying cake ingredients for some treats. I can't wait until she visits!"
Mother shakes her head forlornly. "Your grandmother is ill. Your father is trying to visit as much as he can, despite the forest being so dangerous."
I widen my eyes. Since Grandmother's sick, she won't be able to visit for her gifts tomorrow! I frown, before replacing my negative thoughts. After all, every cloud has its silver lining.
|| Seth's P.O.V. ||
The rest of my pack are talking, leaving me out. I don't actually mind being left out; I'm not at their level of idiocy to actually care about what they talk about. Straying from the rest of the pack, I shift into my wolf form, and continue through the trees. I've been waiting for this moment today- the walks I take definitely take my mind off the trouble of the rest of the pack. Honestly, sometimes they're okay, we all split our food and get on most of the time- but then again, they're easy to hate, especially Del. Who even likes those over-confident people, anyways? I don't know what they see in them.
On my travels, I decide to stay by a tree with a few low branches. I shift back to my human form, and lean back against the trunk of the tree, sitting on the forest floor. It might be a little muddy, but you get used to it. We shapeshifters were born for this environment.
Mikasa's eyes narrowed at the alien boy's reaction, then his comment. "It's called mackerel. It's a type of fish," she took a bite of her own food. to her, it was delicious, and she didn't understand how anyone could not like it. She blew on her hot tea for a moment, holding the cup with both hands before taking a sip and setting it back down on the table. She took a few bites of her vegetables before she looked over at the boy. Eros he said it was? She shouldn't be caring so much. Instead, she turned her attention back onto her food as she continued eating. "What kind of food did you have on Ca--whatever that place your from is called?" Why are you still asking questions? The truth was, this alien was interesting. And Mikasa hardly ever got interested by something that was alive and breathing. But this was different. Of course, most people on planet Earth wouldn't be conversing or even insulting an alien so casually like she was.
Leona raised an eyebrow as she started to receive messages, she put it down before replying to some.