New hope? Heart doesn’t know how he feels about hope in general. It’s not like he’s… he of little hope… is it? He couldn’t tell you. He couldn’t tell you what was going on… in his head. In his head, it was strange. Starting over was something that Heart had a hard time… working with. Working with, yeah. That was the right word. There were so many things that he couldn’t really put his fingers on. Life was weird. Life, to Heart, was a strange calamity. All sorts of things were… weird. In his life, things were weird.
Heart makes his way through the tall grasses in search of a meal. It was wing and a prayer, and something he can’t figure out what he wants. Well, he knows what he wants. A rabbit would be good. Forested areas would be good for things that were small and furry and good for eating. Heart can’t help but find one. They’re always here. Before long he’s bounding through the swamp on graceful limbs. Yes, grace comes easily to Heart. It doesn’t matter much to him. He just… chases.
And then he has it. Heart hasn’t realized that he looks kinda scary, sometimes. It’s okay. The creature finds himself with a bunny in his mouth, limp and still warm. He’d wait until he was on solid ground to actually chow down. It’s before Heart actually makes his way out and into the open. How strange it is, finding grass so close to the swamp. Well... maybe not strange either. Anyway, the creature finds his way out and with that, he finds a young lady all curled up.
Heart sits upon his haunches, brow crumpled as he looks for something to say. Words are lost to him, for now... instead he woofs. It's soft, around the rabbit that hangs limply in his jaws. There's nothing threatening about the young man, so he sits and watches, head cocked slightly to the side.
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