Every fire burns brighter in the darkest night
Seeing the gracious dragon accept the morsel with such ease, a grin danced along the lips of the ginger haired woman. The dragon meeting her gaze, it was almost pitiful. With a small click of her tongue, Cat looked down at the stick filled with meat. When suddenly, an even more brilliant plan began to hatch.
"Give me just a second." Cat told the winged creature, holding up a finger signaling for her to give her just one moment. The red head got up going to the neighboring hocker who had been busy searing up fresh sticks of thick cuts of meat, the smell and sizzling almost enough to make Cat herself drool. Lifting her hand to ask for two, Cat had paid for the treat with ease. It was maybe 30 seconds to a singular minute that Cat had been gone from the dragon.
Coming back holding two of the treasures in hand, Cat took a hand made wooden bowl from her belt loop that was attached by a leather strap. She had taken the third stick that had been still in her hand, and took half the meat from there and placed it in the bowl. The next thing she did? Was place all of the meat from the other stick into the bowl! Many would had probably found a begging dragon to be a nuisance, but ... Cat found it utterly adorable, and amusing. No matter how well fed she may had been. Would it hurt to seek company from the dragon for a little bit? She really didn't know many others. So, it was either her lucky day, or the dragon's. Time would only tell.
"You'd be the first one I've shared a meal with in weeks." Cat admitted to the dragon with a half hearted smile. "It's a little overwhelming. Everyone here, yet no one all at once. Odd isn't it? To be surrounded by so many people, and not a singular one say a word to you." She slid the rest of the meat into the bowl, before placing it down in front of the elegant creature. Not having her eat on the floor with that much meat, she wouldn't treat her like she was a ghastly beast. Cat plucked a peace of meat from her own stick, before plopping it into her mouth. The ginger's voice when saying that wasn't sad at all, instead, she still remained rather bubbly. Her voice oozing with amusement at the predicament she had found herself in. Unaware that the owner was still finding his way through the maze of those attending the festival.
The drums quieted down, as an announcer had stepped on the stage. "As we have Longheat upon us, to celebrate such a beautiful moment in space and time, we will have a special performance by Madame Esme! Taming the world of fire, dancing with the elegance of the flame itself!" Called out the announcer. Someone had entered near the opening area, dressed in scarlet colored silk, dazzling with contrasting emeralds.
"Give me just a second." Cat told the winged creature, holding up a finger signaling for her to give her just one moment. The red head got up going to the neighboring hocker who had been busy searing up fresh sticks of thick cuts of meat, the smell and sizzling almost enough to make Cat herself drool. Lifting her hand to ask for two, Cat had paid for the treat with ease. It was maybe 30 seconds to a singular minute that Cat had been gone from the dragon.
Coming back holding two of the treasures in hand, Cat took a hand made wooden bowl from her belt loop that was attached by a leather strap. She had taken the third stick that had been still in her hand, and took half the meat from there and placed it in the bowl. The next thing she did? Was place all of the meat from the other stick into the bowl! Many would had probably found a begging dragon to be a nuisance, but ... Cat found it utterly adorable, and amusing. No matter how well fed she may had been. Would it hurt to seek company from the dragon for a little bit? She really didn't know many others. So, it was either her lucky day, or the dragon's. Time would only tell.
"You'd be the first one I've shared a meal with in weeks." Cat admitted to the dragon with a half hearted smile. "It's a little overwhelming. Everyone here, yet no one all at once. Odd isn't it? To be surrounded by so many people, and not a singular one say a word to you." She slid the rest of the meat into the bowl, before placing it down in front of the elegant creature. Not having her eat on the floor with that much meat, she wouldn't treat her like she was a ghastly beast. Cat plucked a peace of meat from her own stick, before plopping it into her mouth. The ginger's voice when saying that wasn't sad at all, instead, she still remained rather bubbly. Her voice oozing with amusement at the predicament she had found herself in. Unaware that the owner was still finding his way through the maze of those attending the festival.
The drums quieted down, as an announcer had stepped on the stage. "As we have Longheat upon us, to celebrate such a beautiful moment in space and time, we will have a special performance by Madame Esme! Taming the world of fire, dancing with the elegance of the flame itself!" Called out the announcer. Someone had entered near the opening area, dressed in scarlet colored silk, dazzling with contrasting emeralds.
Let me be your guiding light
Catalina
