Thought by now maybe I woulda learned my lesson
Another thing about mud. He It just thinks it can grab hold of her and it won't leave something behind? Even dust lingers to some extent, surely the mud doesn't expect her to just move on like it had been nothing this whole time, like it didn't completely alter the dirt roads? She certainly should have known better than to walk through it, so she's just as much to blame, and that part pisses her off too, because she tried not to. Admittedly, she didn't try very hard, but now she's wondering if she had, would she be stupidly standing here waiting for the mud to dry up, already knowing it's not even possible with how deep it's settled in the trenches of these walkways. The mud might have gone north, but she's never been more swamped by it.
He offers some explanation and she nods slowly, fitting the words to the image of him easily enough. At his offer though, that's when her expression really breaks into something pleasant at last. "Oh honey, I'm always interested in pushing." Her smile tilts to the same extent as her head, leaning in with even sharper interest in this man now. "Never a waste so long as you're aiming at something."
She draws back, lifting her bow from the ground with a twirl, her fingers grasping it back into a firm hold as she tightens up for some actual shooting. "Could always use more practice trying to nail a moving target, if you think you're fast enough to keep dodging 'em? I can't heal you and I'd hate to have you die on me, but ain't exactly easy to practice with arrows that won't sting." Her choice, he said, and she hopes he can back that up because she'd rather like to fire on him. She's ready when he is.
He offers some explanation and she nods slowly, fitting the words to the image of him easily enough. At his offer though, that's when her expression really breaks into something pleasant at last. "Oh honey, I'm always interested in pushing." Her smile tilts to the same extent as her head, leaning in with even sharper interest in this man now. "Never a waste so long as you're aiming at something."
She draws back, lifting her bow from the ground with a twirl, her fingers grasping it back into a firm hold as she tightens up for some actual shooting. "Could always use more practice trying to nail a moving target, if you think you're fast enough to keep dodging 'em? I can't heal you and I'd hate to have you die on me, but ain't exactly easy to practice with arrows that won't sting." Her choice, he said, and she hopes he can back that up because she'd rather like to fire on him. She's ready when he is.
Colt
The grip you got on me is really quite impressive
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.
