Iskra
Looks like mischief would careen into full blown mayhem as schemes seem to come to fruition beyond them. Shouting, running, stabbing, it's all a complete mess that Iskra is left simply gawking at. Untrained, accustomed to the solitude of forests, too drunk to remember much of the recent war much less assist with it, he has not often seen such battle forays except on snowball fields, and those one are always much lower stakes.
Melita wastes no time diving into action though, her arrow ringing true, her ferocity something worth watching. As she steps back, her shot complete though, it rattles him free of his onlooker status. "Couldn't agree more," he mutters, running after her and climbing up into the safety of the Firecracker. Maybe one day he'd have the bravery an the skill to be in that chaos, but for now, it was enough to be this close to it, to be here with her as she tested the limits of what she could manage.
Iskra jumps on the Firecracker with Melita and they leave!
Melita wastes no time diving into action though, her arrow ringing true, her ferocity something worth watching. As she steps back, her shot complete though, it rattles him free of his onlooker status. "Couldn't agree more," he mutters, running after her and climbing up into the safety of the Firecracker. Maybe one day he'd have the bravery an the skill to be in that chaos, but for now, it was enough to be this close to it, to be here with her as she tested the limits of what she could manage.
Iskra jumps on the Firecracker with Melita and they leave!
You and me belong together, like cold iced tea and warmer weather
Where we lay out late underneath the pines, and we still have fun when the sun won't shine
You and me belong together all the time
Where we lay out late underneath the pines, and we still have fun when the sun won't shine
You and me belong together all the time
