Down the Rabbit Hole
Again the conversation would seem to take a slightly uncomfortable turn, but this time Solveiga was better prepared and she fought back the warmth in her cheeks as best she could as she laughed off the joke. And this time, she was composed enough to formulate a response, aimed at the lemur who said Solveiga deserved better than Peregrine. "I wouldn't be so quick as to say that," she said, adding a slightly teasing smile to the mix. Now this was new to her. Flirting, yes, and now flirting back? Well, this night had brought plenty of adventures thus far. Why stop now?
She flicked her tail gently behind her as the scent of fresh air grew stronger, and then Peregrine picked up the pace as a glimmer of light shone up ahead of them. The sand colored woman would break into a light run as well, leaping over the little puddles deposited in the sand by the ever changing tide. She laughed as her new acquaintance gave a cheerful howl and then looked back to see that she was still tagging along. "I suppose you didn't have to use those last words after all," she chuckled. "Almost a pity, really. I was wondering what sort of clever thing you had come up with." Not that she was disappointed the woman hadn't died. Certainly not. Solveiga was very glad the two of them — or rather, the three of them — had survived at all. That late night adventure could have taken a turn for the worse, and she was grateful it hadn't. So, now what? Would the two unlikely friends continue to travel on together? "So..." she began, a bit awkward. But honestly, that seemed to be characteristic of her most of the time. "Still want me to give you directions?" Their date as it had been called?
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