The Orphan

"What do you do with the scales, if you don't eat them?"

Hubie sits on the ground and watches Brash attentively. He picks up a fin that was sliced off and pops it into his mouth.

found some cheese and chips.

munch munch munch munch munch

Blinks.

"..."

Blinks again.

+to warn them about the Great Wyrm!

(He sits down beside her and lets out a sigh, apparently appreciative of the break)

I'm from the lower forest, under the Great Mountain.

All my neighbors are a bunch of fuddy-duddies too busy building their hat hordes to bother dropping in to say hello!

They didn't even listen when I tried+

"That's me! Hubie the Brave!"

He strikes a pose, beaming with pride.

He returns with his damp hat held in his hands. Filled to bursting with multiple fish.

"I dunno! Looks like the yummy kind."

He empties his hat onto the ground and puts it back on his head as he watches the trout flop uselessly in the dirt.

What's the shaar?

(He tilts over her fallen form, examining the other goblin curiously.)

The young goblin sticks his tongue out in disgust.

"Ew!

I don't need anyone watching me! I want friends doing dangerous things WITH me!"

That doesn't make sense! You have to start in one place!

(Twirls around her, doing a handstand before finally returning upright and bowing to 'Ruthie')

You're better at dancing than Brash!

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!

(He stares in awe at the flawless backflip, nearly moved to tears by her performance.)

Where are you from?! That was amazing!!

HELLO! I'M HUBIE! WHAT'S YOUR NAME?!

(Dancing and clapping around her)

(EXCITED SHRIEK)

"Okay!" Hubie grins, already disregarding the 'just for tonight'.

"I'll be right back!"

With a confident spin, the child sets off into the forest to gather food.

"Because it's nearly nighttime, and it's safer to sleep by a fire than away from one!

Don't worry, I know my horn isn't here."

Poke poke poke at the fire.

"I can catch some fish, if you can cook! There's a stream not far from here."

(Giggling madly)

Butts

"The forest is okay, and why would I want to be safe?"

Tilting his head

The bag would still be there. Hubie hadn't ransacked the camp (yet).

"I'm thinking fish! I don't want pigeon again."

"Oh, joy!"

"I like speaking to everyone!"

"I'm looking for my horn so we can warn everyone about the world-ending wyrm!"

Poking at the fire with a stick. It's not a bad cookfire, despite the random things the goblin keeps throwing in it.

"What're we going to make for dinner?"

A certain small someone was sitting by the fire when he arrives, throwing twigs and leaves into the pit. Seeing Brash, his face lights up in a grin and he waves excitedly.

"Hello! It's me, Hubie!"

Hubie's face wrinkles into a pout. Bottom lip quivering.

"If you were a REAL goblin, you'd know we make our homes in the ground ANYWAY." He huffs, spinning on his heel and walking away from the surly goblin.

"My name is Hubie, not Kid!" He corrects the other, crossing his arms defiantly.

"What are you so busy with? I can help!"

Hubie stops and frowns.

"I wasn't allowed on the carriage to the throne. I haven't seen Miss Maiden in what feels like forever.

Plus! I need to find my horn! I think it'll turn up if I stay with you!"

"Okay! I want to go to your camp! That's part of 'wherever'!"

Skipping along

His snack finish, Hubie picks a feather out of his teeth and chases after Brash.

"Where are we going?"

"Hello! I'm Hubie!"

He was already eating the bird feathers and all, and turned to look at Brash with one of the feet sticking out of his mouth.

"Huh?" He mumbles with his mouth full.