// hope, is wonderfully messy //
Mittens knew better than to throw itself around in the house, but the insistence on rampaging around its threshold was almost too much to bear. Instead, it opted to chase after the dragon, likely further amplifying the issue, opening its mouth to try and bite Sol’s tail.
Wholly concentrating on the task at hand, Lena watched as Zavien handled the knife well; as expected. His attempt at finagling out of the task, however, made her snort. “I’m not going to let the house go up in flames.” And how would he learn, if he didn’t attempt it? The notions of placing it all upon her wasn’t accepted or acknowledged in the slightest; in fact, his attempt at evasion was going to make her even more stubborn about the situation.
She rounded over to the water, noticing it was beginning its rolling boil. In her most charming smile, she glanced back to the Dragoon. “All right. The water is ready. What’s next?”
Wholly concentrating on the task at hand, Lena watched as Zavien handled the knife well; as expected. His attempt at finagling out of the task, however, made her snort. “I’m not going to let the house go up in flames.” And how would he learn, if he didn’t attempt it? The notions of placing it all upon her wasn’t accepted or acknowledged in the slightest; in fact, his attempt at evasion was going to make her even more stubborn about the situation.
She rounded over to the water, noticing it was beginning its rolling boil. In her most charming smile, she glanced back to the Dragoon. “All right. The water is ready. What’s next?”
Lena
// we must weather the potential of happiness //
