Alys watched as her partner's face lit at the sight of her bag of pebbles, and she grinned in response before taking his hand, interlacing her fingers between his as they strolled along. She wasn't so sure that she deserved a break - not when there was still so much left that she could do - and it felt more than a little selfish to disappear into King's End with Tal, leaving the repairs behind for an afternoon. Not that it stopped her. And she supposed that he did have a point. How many times had she advised people that self-care was important, after all? Maybe it was time to heed her own advice.
Sascha watched the rope in Boreal's mouth, and had she been, say, a large cat, she might have crouched, wiggled her tail in the air, and pounced - but she wasn't quite graceful enough for that kind of stalking, and instead, she batted playfully at the end of the rope where it swung, snapping at it in an attempt to start a game - though whether she wanted to play keep-away or tug-of-war was somewhat unclear.
There were a dozen different things racing across her mind, but most of them had to do with rebuilding, or the void creatures, or any number of disaster-related topics, but this was a day of happiness and peace. Darkness, she decided, would have no hold on them today. So instead, she rattled her little bag of pebbles and wondered aloud, "Do you think the well will prefer pebbles or crystals?" she asked. "I mean, they can both be shiny, but crystals are arguably prettier." At least, most of them. She'd brought a variety to choose from.
Sascha watched the rope in Boreal's mouth, and had she been, say, a large cat, she might have crouched, wiggled her tail in the air, and pounced - but she wasn't quite graceful enough for that kind of stalking, and instead, she batted playfully at the end of the rope where it swung, snapping at it in an attempt to start a game - though whether she wanted to play keep-away or tug-of-war was somewhat unclear.
There were a dozen different things racing across her mind, but most of them had to do with rebuilding, or the void creatures, or any number of disaster-related topics, but this was a day of happiness and peace. Darkness, she decided, would have no hold on them today. So instead, she rattled her little bag of pebbles and wondered aloud, "Do you think the well will prefer pebbles or crystals?" she asked. "I mean, they can both be shiny, but crystals are arguably prettier." At least, most of them. She'd brought a variety to choose from.
Alys
Minor powerplay allowed without permission.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
Feel free to use force/magic on Alys.
