Though there were few things that made sense in some of these manners, others… were altogether inspired. They had little reason, fewer sensations of logical patterning. Nonetheless, a small thing, a quiet thing… a gentle brush against the threads of what was normal, what was everyday, knowing a faint shudder might travel… but for the most part, the piece would stay whole, and unchanged.
Softly, patiently the man crouched in waiting, in presentation, one knee to the ground, the other weighted by an arm. His free hand he rested between two floppy brown ears, atop an alternately panting, then snuffling, head, curiosity its intrigue.
"I did not know… your birthday passed, and had come again," he said in apology. "One thing passes another, and I did not make the time to touch base with you, as I desired."
The eyes lifted, quiet words and query in them. “Though such a gift is big, it is a companion of warmth and care as well. I thought,” he continued, “that to bring you a young pup might not seem so strange, however abrupt it is proved otherwise.”
He smiled, faintly.
"Happy belated birthday, Aerith, and chide me well. I deserve it."

Though there were few things that made sense in some of these manners, others… were altogether inspired. They had little reason, fewer sensations of logical patterning. Nonetheless, a small thing, a quiet thing… a gentle brush against the threads of what was normal, what was everyday, knowing a faint shudder might travel… but for the most part, the piece would stay whole, and unchanged.

Softly, patiently the man crouched in waiting, in presentation, one knee to the ground, the other weighted by an arm. His free hand he rested between two floppy brown ears, atop an alternately panting, then snuffling, head, curiosity its intrigue.

"I did not know… your birthday passed, and had come again," he said in apology. "One thing passes another, and I did not make the time to touch base with you, as I desired."

The eyes lifted, quiet words and query in them. “Though such a gift is big, it is a companion of warmth and care as well. I thought,” he continued, “that to bring you a young pup might not seem so strange, however abrupt it is proved otherwise.”

He smiled, faintly.

"Happy belated birthday, Aerith, and chide me well. I deserve it."