Gonna show him what little girls are made of — gunpowder and lead
She glanced up from her plate, a thumb wiping free some of the sauce on her lip as she worked to finish her bite so she could respond. "Howdy," she managed to get out with a thin smile, tilting her head at him. It was no surprise to see him here, his kingdom, his guild, but she was surprised he'd set his food down and was...checking in on her? He did it in the most standoffish way possible, nearly seeming bored by the social requirement as he rifled through books and pages. She sighed through her nose and took a swig of ale before turning a bit in her seat to better regard him.
"Fine as a long-tailed cat in a room of rocking chairs," she said brightly to him, a smile quirking up one side of her lips. "By that I mean, I'm not sure if I'm cut out for this guild of yours. I feel like I didn't pull my weight much during our hunt." As soon as she said it she regretted it, and her nose wrinkled with distaste. She sounded like a child complaining. Gods above, she didn't have to actually answer him truthfully. She could have said, yeah! and they both could have moved on with their lives. "Anywaaaaay," she drawled, turning back around to her ribs to let him know he didn't have to worry about her, "I'll be alright. Just got the jitters is all, no different from breaking out two-year olds." In this case, she felt like the filly getting broken out.
"Fine as a long-tailed cat in a room of rocking chairs," she said brightly to him, a smile quirking up one side of her lips. "By that I mean, I'm not sure if I'm cut out for this guild of yours. I feel like I didn't pull my weight much during our hunt." As soon as she said it she regretted it, and her nose wrinkled with distaste. She sounded like a child complaining. Gods above, she didn't have to actually answer him truthfully. She could have said, yeah! and they both could have moved on with their lives. "Anywaaaaay," she drawled, turning back around to her ribs to let him know he didn't have to worry about her, "I'll be alright. Just got the jitters is all, no different from breaking out two-year olds." In this case, she felt like the filly getting broken out.
Colt
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
