Thalassa
Maea may be annoyed, but Thal was just plain bored. Her own boots sat to the side, hanging from a tree as she circled them with a distant flame to dry. Their thick leather hadn't been compromised, too worn by ocean-wear to be affected by her 'rescue' of the clumsy Ancient, but since Maea had insisted on drying hers out, she figured she might as well do the same. Now she just leaned against a tree, 'patiently' waiting for their search to be over while she scanned the forest for anything more interesting than flowers.
Her ears perked at the mention of food, feeling the distance ache of her own stomach. She nodded her head as she turned her gaze to Maea. "That's probably a good idea. Otherwise, I might just eat any flowers we find." Which was impossible, since she didn't think they'd ever find the stupid things. But that didn't stop the fanged grin she flashed, pushing off from the tree to snag at her laces. The fabric of her black cloak fluttered like liquid night despite the sunshine dappling through the leaves, her silver dagger hilts catching the rays, showing that she was made more for night hunts than sunlit strolls for flowers. But despite that, she'd agreed to join Maea in her hunt, wanting to be a 'supportive friend.'
Flicking her own tail excitedly, she asked, "Are you in the mood for anything specific?" Thal could honestly be convinced to eat anything, so she left it to the more tender-hearted of them.
Her ears perked at the mention of food, feeling the distance ache of her own stomach. She nodded her head as she turned her gaze to Maea. "That's probably a good idea. Otherwise, I might just eat any flowers we find." Which was impossible, since she didn't think they'd ever find the stupid things. But that didn't stop the fanged grin she flashed, pushing off from the tree to snag at her laces. The fabric of her black cloak fluttered like liquid night despite the sunshine dappling through the leaves, her silver dagger hilts catching the rays, showing that she was made more for night hunts than sunlit strolls for flowers. But despite that, she'd agreed to join Maea in her hunt, wanting to be a 'supportive friend.'
Flicking her own tail excitedly, she asked, "Are you in the mood for anything specific?" Thal could honestly be convinced to eat anything, so she left it to the more tender-hearted of them.
Never been the type to
Let someone see right through
Let someone see right through
