Rhiannon
At Tal's (rather predictable) response, Rhi snorted, electing to focus her attention on providing Boreal with scratches rather than deign to respond. She struggled to stay aloof as the dragon pushed her way into the house, losing the battle to grin down at the silly creature. Rhi had always been a dog person, and sometimes Boreal acted more canine than draconic.
Then she turned her grin to Tal, beckoning for him to come in with her free hand. "Fine, but you're lucky. I don't usually let strangers into the house. C'mon, Boreal," she added as she turned to lead the way inside. She walked down a short hallway and into a large, open space that held the kitchen, a dining nook, and a living room, returning to the stove just in time to stir the pot of lunch she'd been working on. "You hungry? It's nothing fancy, but chili sounded good now that the weather's getting cooler."
Then she turned her grin to Tal, beckoning for him to come in with her free hand. "Fine, but you're lucky. I don't usually let strangers into the house. C'mon, Boreal," she added as she turned to lead the way inside. She walked down a short hallway and into a large, open space that held the kitchen, a dining nook, and a living room, returning to the stove just in time to stir the pot of lunch she'd been working on. "You hungry? It's nothing fancy, but chili sounded good now that the weather's getting cooler."
they say looks can kill and I might try
