I don't trust nobody
Maeve would be the first to admit that she was fairly easily motivated with praise. The girl lived to please. Thrived off of it. That moment where she saw how proud her partner was fueled her like nothing else. So when Ronin leans down to speak to her softly, a smile on his lips that was close to making her melt on the spot, Maeve positively preens. Her face lifts towards his as she returns his smile, sticking herself close to his side as they make their way back towards the underbrush.
The question causes her steps to falter and her smile falls just enough. She hadn't thought about that part. "Well... No, but that's what you're for! You said you were a huntsman. Does that not extend to rabbits?" A perfectly shaped brow arches and she crosses her arms over her chest when they come to a stop about thirty feet from where the burrow is located.
Now, the first time Maeve set foot into the Wilds, she was woefully underprepared. She made a vow that she wouldn't let it happen again if she were ever to venture outside of Torchline another time. In preparation for this little excursion Maeve made sure to have the necessary items that would help should something like this ever happen again. Which meant that she did in fact have rope. How lucky for him. "I suppose it's a good thing I packed rope then, huh?" Maeve drawls, digging into her bag and producing the small bundle or rope. "Remind me what I needed you for again?" A smirk settles itself onto her plush lips and she holds it out to him.
The question causes her steps to falter and her smile falls just enough. She hadn't thought about that part. "Well... No, but that's what you're for! You said you were a huntsman. Does that not extend to rabbits?" A perfectly shaped brow arches and she crosses her arms over her chest when they come to a stop about thirty feet from where the burrow is located.
Now, the first time Maeve set foot into the Wilds, she was woefully underprepared. She made a vow that she wouldn't let it happen again if she were ever to venture outside of Torchline another time. In preparation for this little excursion Maeve made sure to have the necessary items that would help should something like this ever happen again. Which meant that she did in fact have rope. How lucky for him. "I suppose it's a good thing I packed rope then, huh?" Maeve drawls, digging into her bag and producing the small bundle or rope. "Remind me what I needed you for again?" A smirk settles itself onto her plush lips and she holds it out to him.
and nobody trusts me
Maeve
