03:19 pm - (open post)
When it was warmer outside, Naphtali rose when he wished and would spend the day wandering outside the mansion with a book under his arm, observing the animals around and entertaining himself, napping in the late afternoon under trees. Now, it’s getting colder and less inviting outside as it turns to autumn, and Naphtali’s begrudingly found himself sticking closer and closer to the mansion.
Right now, it’s raining. He’s sitting on the covered porch outside the mansion, feet bare and legs crossed in front of him, with a book lying open in his lap and a plate with bread and honey next to him. The book’s failed to capture his attention, though, and he’s just staring out at the rain.
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