I've done nothing wrong
Except for all the atrocities
Except for all the atrocities
Melita was no prey; and she made that very clear by her stance alone. Sizing up the kitten with her residual seditious glance and arched brow, she then set her gaze back upon her uncle; but Sila and Fangorn watched, diligent and uncertain.
The Honeybee had been correct in her assertion anyway, maintaining a laugh despite the painful insinuations that had come before it. She suspected Haai wouldn’t have minded; the fiery little griffin had been stalwart and steadfast, but not petty. Unaware of his feeling of panic from the sudden bombardment of bonds and companions all over again, and having more than enough room in her soul for her own, maybe Melita wouldn’t have understood anyway. Besides, her nosiness inclined, brushing a finger in the fountain and dangling the water from her fingertips. “What’s she like?”
The Honeybee had been correct in her assertion anyway, maintaining a laugh despite the painful insinuations that had come before it. She suspected Haai wouldn’t have minded; the fiery little griffin had been stalwart and steadfast, but not petty. Unaware of his feeling of panic from the sudden bombardment of bonds and companions all over again, and having more than enough room in her soul for her own, maybe Melita wouldn’t have understood anyway. Besides, her nosiness inclined, brushing a finger in the fountain and dangling the water from her fingertips. “What’s she like?”
the honeybee
Besides that
I'm innocent
I'm innocent
