And I hope if everybody runs, you choose to stay
Smiling secretively, the girl's fingers kept weaving the flower stems together. When Locke obediently came over, she stood, reached up and plopped the wreath onto his curly head.
"There. Very pretty," she grinned, looking very pleased with herself. "I can come along to Torchline. We both can," Seren added with a glance at her dragon.
Umbra did not seem to care about the temperature of the water; he was busy snapping after dragonflies and puffed out billowing clouds of steam, to the point where the small 'lake' was slowly receiving a blanket of mist to waft across the surface.
Shaking her head, Seren chuckled softly at her companion. "Locke... why did you leave the Dragoons? Did you not like it there?" Looking back at her friend, her brother, the young woman's eyes were kind, if perhaps a little sad. It had been so comfortable to have Locke around the barracks. Even if it was for a short time only, his presence had made the place feel more like a home, and less like a scenario she only almost fitted into.
"There. Very pretty," she grinned, looking very pleased with herself. "I can come along to Torchline. We both can," Seren added with a glance at her dragon.
Umbra did not seem to care about the temperature of the water; he was busy snapping after dragonflies and puffed out billowing clouds of steam, to the point where the small 'lake' was slowly receiving a blanket of mist to waft across the surface.
Shaking her head, Seren chuckled softly at her companion. "Locke... why did you leave the Dragoons? Did you not like it there?" Looking back at her friend, her brother, the young woman's eyes were kind, if perhaps a little sad. It had been so comfortable to have Locke around the barracks. Even if it was for a short time only, his presence had made the place feel more like a home, and less like a scenario she only almost fitted into.
Seren
