Amalia
the shield of safrin
"Aw, they like you." Her voice is warm with mischief as she watches the exchange between treeflit and Ronin, thoroughly enjoying the Star's gruff demeanor and playful sneer. "I wonder if we could take one home? Though Sugar might get jealous."
There's another flurry of activity, and a bustling of voices in her head. "Okay okay!" the girl laughs, watching with bright and childish eyes as the treeflits chatter their enthusiasm. Settling her shield onto her shoulder, she falls back into step. "They say to follow them," she clarifies for the others, trying to keep her eyes on the lizards. To the treeflit she poses the question: "Where are you leading us?"
Ama plays translator and asks the treeflits where they're going
There's another flurry of activity, and a bustling of voices in her head. "Okay okay!" the girl laughs, watching with bright and childish eyes as the treeflits chatter their enthusiasm. Settling her shield onto her shoulder, she falls back into step. "They say to follow them," she clarifies for the others, trying to keep her eyes on the lizards. To the treeflit she poses the question: "Where are you leading us?"
Ama plays translator and asks the treeflits where they're going
she is calm in the storm
and anxious in the quiet
and anxious in the quiet
