Rex nodded though it was likely he wouldn’t see her do so, a small laugh parting her lips. “You’ll see.” She chided. But he remained carrying her, traveling with his own things as well as Alistair explained where they were heading. She understood what he was saying, that the smaller creatures more than likely had some tricks of their own to remain hidden. It reminded her a bit of herself, short in stature and rather small but she, too, was a clever person and did everything she could to survive.
As soon as they made it there, he helped her down from his shoulders. Then, as she looked to him, he groaned and rolled his shoulders. Her sapphire eyes rolled as a laugh escaped her lips and she aimed a playful swat to his shoulder. “I’m more than capable of walking.” She said with a wink and a brilliant grin sent in his direction. But she followed him, watching as he tracked a creature and remaining silent for a majority of it; her swift feet taking her quietly along after him.
Her eyes squinted briefly against the light as she looked around for any other signs of a creature – broken branches, disturbed leaves, anything that might see what kind of size this creature was they were following, when suddenly Alistair turned to her with an outstretched hand. Her eyes shifted to the pale hand with the dark glimmering rock that sat upon it, her own pale hands reaching out to touch the smooth surface as Alistair explained its intention.
She smiled to him then, holding it into her hands and surveying the shining surface. “Thank you.” She began, shifting it in her hands to get a better look at it. “It’s very beautiful, regardless of its intentions.” She looked up to him then, offering her brilliant smile to him yet again before she pocketed the stone. “I am quite nervous about the encounter with the god, but I imagine I’ll try for it soon and I’ll let you know the results.” She stepped closer to him then, leaning up to place a kiss on his cheek before looking back to where the tracks had been.
RexannA
just because you are soft,
doesn't mean you're not a force.
honey and wildfire are both the color gold.
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