[Training] honey and wildfire are both the color gold

Adrenaline fizzles out slowly, limbs aching with exertion. It lingers, but Harper eases down from his stretching and walks towards Melita with a warm smile. No longer a threat to her in any way, if he ever had been considering how playful this moment has been. The bow and arrow are summarily tucked away, replaced by an outstretched hand that Harper happily takes and shakes firmly. "You as well, miss." A sincere compliment, pleased to have found a worthy adversary even if only in mud-slinging.

"The name's Harper, Harper Quinn. And you? And you'll simply have to tell me this little creature's name, I absolutely adore it." Pointing at Fangorn with a childlike beam. Unsure of the gourd's gender, if it even really has one? But he certainly wants to be friends with the mischievous little monster.

Harper

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