As Colt begins to prepare her portions of meat, Thal follows her lead, snagging a nearby branch and stripping it of excess pieces so that the grouse can slide easily onto it. She nods to confirm her familiarity with King's End's hills (no matter how little it is) but throws up a skeptical eyebrow at the claim 'one of them is actually a toad.' Even if she doesn't believe it, Colt proves to be a skilled storyteller, and she can almost picture the rolling hills, earthquakes, and strikes of thunder.
Once the sticks are ready, she sets them across the fire, leaning forward on her rock as she directs the flames to curl and lick at the meat with casual ease. If it looks like the fire is creeping too close or the meat is getting cold, Thal gently nudges the flames as she grins when she thinks of a hangry hill. "Let me guess, it eats naughty children who don't finish their vegetables?"
Once the sticks are ready, she sets them across the fire, leaning forward on her rock as she directs the flames to curl and lick at the meat with casual ease. If it looks like the fire is creeping too close or the meat is getting cold, Thal gently nudges the flames as she grins when she thinks of a hangry hill. "Let me guess, it eats naughty children who don't finish their vegetables?"
I just want you to set me free.
Thalassa
