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A Simple Thank You



Tahlia

Somnium

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Medium
build
posts
229
player
Anais
08-14-2013, 03:42 PM




Walk | Talk | Think

Being adamant was a quality Tahlia knew to be admired in others for it showed that their will would not so easily be swayed off of its course once the individual had set their eyes on something they found to be worthwhile. So it was easy enough for her to admire it in Bane as he spilled off a short list of things that he could do and give to her in order to repay her for assisting him. Deer was not something that she had very often and so it did hold a little merit in her consideration, though herbs were of little use to her. At the mention of feathers, her brows quirked slightly in a vague show of puzzlement before she followed his shifted line of sight and moved her head minusculy in that direction. Ah! How had she missed those? Surely they had not been there when she had tended to him? They were rather noticeable, the colors striking out against his dull, dark grey fur. And more, she noticed as she drew her gaze to the other side of his face, spotting a plainer set of four.

Another offer followed the first three, and if she had thought his previous statement bold by any means this one certainly took the top prize. No tiptoeing around the bush, he let her know that if all she wanted was a little physical company that he would willingly comply. Though she had thought his mind to have been set in this direction already, the plain way in which it was mentioned surprised the lady inside of her whose conduct was so heavily influenced by ideals of etiquette and refinement. Things of this manner were not to be so casually voiced into the air, even jokingly; they were private matters. Though there was no mistake that the offer did circle through her mind at least once. She had had a taste of married life before, including all the physicalities that came with it, and though her deceased lover had only spent a minimal time with her she knew what she was missing by being a widow. As the smile about her face became laced with the surprise she felt, Tahlia had to drop her eyes and stare at the ground to keep herself from sizing Bane up appraisingly. That would not have been ladylike at all.

He had more for her to consider, but it took her a moment for the startled wolf to collect herself enough to bring her eyes back up to meet his, trying to catch up with what had been said. Actions with actions. No diplomacy. But what did that leave her with? Try as she might, there was very little that she needed, only the familiar wants of the past that still lingered. Love. Family. Posterity. She tried not to let her thoughts wholly consume her as Bane made a cryptic remark, allowing her a moment to consider it with a smile about his face as he peered at her, possibly wishing to see visibly the way she handled his phrases. No striking without commitment. If she understood the phrase correctly, then Tahlia was glad of it. What sort of repayment would it have been had she been of a different mind than his? No, whatever was decided would have been of a mutual effect. However, that still left the matter of the repayment's form.

"I think," she answered at length, the beginnings of her old amusing smile starting to return, "I would like for you to surprise me." It was not at all the answer she had been expecting from herself, nor likely the answer he had anticipated. But being unable - or perhaps unwilling - to set her mind upon any one option available to her, it had crossed her mind to let the decision slip out of her hands entirely. "You trusted me once - with your life no less," she explained, "and now I would do the same." Her explanation was likely to be seen as weak, even a stretch - particularly if he only decided to reward her with a feather - but to her own ears it held value. Bane was a creature full of surprises in her book, even when it was not his intent. Tahlia was mostly certain anything he chose would not disappoint.