Again a pulse of chagrined apology flashes between them, the otter-qilin feeling rather sorry for her continued amusement at his expense. [say]Next time maybe you'll be the one to rescue me from an embarrassing situation.[/say] Not a hard task, truth be told- she is easily flustered and made anxious, after all.
At the unmistakable sensation of her tail being grasped Amalia begins to walk, her claws tearing deep into the earth as she attempts to dislodge its four-legged captive. [say]I haven't- ah- haven't seen mud like this before,[/say] she remarks, her mental voice reflecting the physical strain. [say]Usually the memory snow just goes away on its own. I wonder if this is something from outside, that's gotten into the grounds.[/say]
At the unmistakable sensation of her tail being grasped Amalia begins to walk, her claws tearing deep into the earth as she attempts to dislodge its four-legged captive. [say]I haven't- ah- haven't seen mud like this before,[/say] she remarks, her mental voice reflecting the physical strain. [say]Usually the memory snow just goes away on its own. I wonder if this is something from outside, that's gotten into the grounds.[/say]
