Maeve
As always, Aidon was more than happy to play the game with Fangorn. He leapt up, snatching a few bits of falling snow from the air as the gourd sent it raining down from above, earning himself a few happy and playful trills in response. The dragon didn't stop with his antics even as they entered the village, clearly unconcerned with whether they were causing a ruckus as his bonded looked at different fabrics for her project.
Maeve smiled brightly at Melita's choice, expecting nothing else from the red headed honeybee than a fabric that matched her fiery personality, but a part of her felt it fitting for her son too. "Yes... I think you're right." She hummed, pulling a few different things from her bag to trade for the fabric and thread as Melita moved deeper into the market. The queen soon trailed behind her, following along behind her with a spring in her step, "Have you thought about making a gift for anyone this season?" The Nightshade inquired as she caught up with her, wrapping her arms back around her middle as they crunched their way through the snow.
Maeve smiled brightly at Melita's choice, expecting nothing else from the red headed honeybee than a fabric that matched her fiery personality, but a part of her felt it fitting for her son too. "Yes... I think you're right." She hummed, pulling a few different things from her bag to trade for the fabric and thread as Melita moved deeper into the market. The queen soon trailed behind her, following along behind her with a spring in her step, "Have you thought about making a gift for anyone this season?" The Nightshade inquired as she caught up with her, wrapping her arms back around her middle as they crunched their way through the snow.
Fight so dirty, but your love's so sweet
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth
