knew what she was doing when she invited the wild in
She kept the remnants of their conversation in the back of her mind, something to linger upon, something to parse her way through, along recollections, time, experience, and space. Instead of delving further into it now, she deflected and rummaged, taking the nails and hammer in hand, placing the posters along several beams. She forced the nail through the wood, blunt strokes of the munition in her grasp, stepping back to survey, admire, the newest additions with a wry grin and mischievous decree. The youth handed the armament over to Kellan, and when he was done, she folded her arms over her chest, pleased and content. “Nicely done. They capture their likenesses well enough.” And if the supposed pair walked into the bar later and saw the sketches, no harm, no foul, Melita here for a good laugh.
At his next suggestion, the girl lifted her head, distracted from putting tools away, back into satchels. “Sure!” Very rarely had she passed up the opportunity to hunt, to savor and relish the undulations of power, prestige, and prowess, to sink serrated edges into fellow monsters. “I can test out some of my new weapons.” Like the short sword Sunjata had commissioned for her, its pearl inlets set to become stained. A ferocious edge to her smile caught along the eaves, before she hastened a wave, and with Fangorn following, sought out the exit. “See you soon then!” Then they were out, back into reality, turning and twisting along the grounds of Torchline.
{-FIN}
At his next suggestion, the girl lifted her head, distracted from putting tools away, back into satchels. “Sure!” Very rarely had she passed up the opportunity to hunt, to savor and relish the undulations of power, prestige, and prowess, to sink serrated edges into fellow monsters. “I can test out some of my new weapons.” Like the short sword Sunjata had commissioned for her, its pearl inlets set to become stained. A ferocious edge to her smile caught along the eaves, before she hastened a wave, and with Fangorn following, sought out the exit. “See you soon then!” Then they were out, back into reality, turning and twisting along the grounds of Torchline.
{-FIN}
Melita
