I will stand by you forever; you can take my breath away
The sound of footsteps pulls the duo from their private moment, two heads simultaneously whipping towards where it seems like the person - or thing - may be. Loki pushes off Wessex a bit, eyes whirling as she sniffs the air cautiously. She doesn’t seem too alarmed, so the Wraith rises to her elbows and waits. She trusts Loki’s instincts.
They don’t have to wait long, as a familiar figure comes out of the mist-covered jungle, his words prompting an enthusiastic trill from the companion. “Yeaaaah, that’s fair,” the General admits, chuckling as she pushes herself to her feet and dusts whatever may be left on her ass, off. “She’s easily bribeable, though, so you have to keep the praise coming.” Or treats. Or both.
It’s then that she notices the eyes - and there’s a lot of them - peeping out from underneath leaves and in between bushes. “Gods, they're here too?”
They don’t have to wait long, as a familiar figure comes out of the mist-covered jungle, his words prompting an enthusiastic trill from the companion. “Yeaaaah, that’s fair,” the General admits, chuckling as she pushes herself to her feet and dusts whatever may be left on her ass, off. “She’s easily bribeable, though, so you have to keep the praise coming.” Or treats. Or both.
It’s then that she notices the eyes - and there’s a lot of them - peeping out from underneath leaves and in between bushes. “Gods, they're here too?”
WESSEX
