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Joris ran around the town playing. Kicking a Gabbowl Ball with other children his age. It was Nice, calm and peaceful. He laughs, before kiicking it hard. It flew straight ahead into the distance, in which he laughs and chases after it.
The other children waited and talked amongst themselves near the shop, while Joris paid no mind, continuing to chase after it. Passerbys chuckled, rolled their eyes or moved out of the way to the little boy’s mission to capture the ball. Finally it rolled to a stop, as he reached Dow , two other hands touched it as well.
He looked up, and saw another child standing there. They picked up the ball and handed it to him. He was short for a young boy but they stood at his shoulders. And despite it being hot , most of their body was covered. A hood covering most of their face, the only thing he could see under the hood were two eyes staring at him. He smilled “hello! Thanks for catching the ball for me!” He beams. They look at him before shyly nodding. They turn and ran off. He stood there for a few moments before running home with the ball like nothing happened.
He discussed what happened to his mentor, the fluffy cat laughing and ruffling the top of the boy’s head and hood. “Young Joris, so many people come in and out of this town all the time. More than likely it was just a family passing through or a new neighbor. I’m sure you’ll see them again eventually.” He goes back to cooking.
Joris goes to his room , hitting a dummy with a wooden sword , imagining legendary battles. When dinner was finished he ran downstairs . And the two had a pleasant evening. A few days pass a this time, and Joris continued to work with his father , but was very excited to see the Gawbbowl tournament that happens every year. He practiced every day. He had to admit sometimes he found the days having to work .. pretty boring actually.
When he was done for the day, he ran outside to continue practicing Gawbbowl , grinning. His puppy friend grinned and came over to play as well. They kicked the ball around, Lillotte ran and kicked it hard, and like slow motion, the same child as before was walking about , and slowly turned noticing the ball . However it was too late. The ball hit them in the face. Instead of crying out though, they just keep the hood from falling back, and look down at the ball. They slowly look up and see the two looking shocked and sorry that it happened.
The child moved into a position, keeping once again the fluffy hood over their head from showing anything about their face, and raised their leg, kicking the ball. It skyrocket towards them, Joris having to dodge it. The child looked like they didn’t mean to do that. Despite not seeing a reaction on their face , their body language said it all. “Wow!!! That was awesome!! Yes! Cmon here kick it again!” Joris said. He slowly kicked it to roll back over to them.
The mystery child looked quite confused. They shook their head no, and ran off. Joris looked a little disappointed at this, liolotte frowns. “Well that was boring.. cmon Joris ! I’ll play with you!” And like nothing happened Joris grinned and went back to playing, not realizing the child was watching them from a distance with curiosity.