Saga of the Dawnbringer

*Asgeira* · (This post was last modified: 12-01-2017, 08:07 PM by Asgeira.)

Having been blinded by her mischievous companion, the best Aggie could do was guess where this stranger stood. It wasn't much of a bother, more of a minor inconvenience. She could still hear the male and she supposed that was all she really needed anyways. It would seem this male had a sense of humor about him, and she found herself cracking a smile at his witty retort. "Well, if you'd tumbled I would have felt obligated to patch you up. Seems like more work for both of us, now doesn't it?" She hooked a wry grin at him, even obscured as it likely was by the panda draped across her face.

The bickering between her and Ylva seemed natural to Aggie, nearly second nature. They had met when Aggie was very young and honestly, she didn't know how else to interact with the hardheaded creature. Perhaps it did look odd to outsiders, but it seemed just fine to her. "Bicker? I think you mean conversation," she said with a knowing, humored air. "Stick around for a bit longer and you'll know the bickering when you see it-" "Hey!" Aggie snickered.

The man seemed plumb horrified that Asgeira would accuse him of being the cause of her current predicament. In fact, he would go so far as to attempt to remedy it all on his own. She felt more than saw him approach, and certainly understood once the weight on her neck lifted and was replaced by a hiss of pure fury. She opened her eyes to find Ylva, puffed up to the size of a pregnant raccoon, frozen in place as the man dropped her to the ground. He must have noticed the danger in his position because his eyes widened, and her friend did in fact unexpectedly meet a hard, flat surface. Aggie burst out in a cascade of guffaws. "How dare you-" The panda began, lunging towards the male. Aggie reached a paw deftly over the marsupial's shoulder, fighting to keep her in place. "Easy there, warrior," she chided. "He's much bigger than you."

The red panda let out an outraged hiss but settled down into one single spot. The glare she sent him was seething with rage. "Much obliged," Aggie said, choking on her laughter. "You'll likely live to regret it, though." Well, she certainly hadn't been taught of poisons by her parents. "What's your name, stranger? I'll likely need to hunt down your family and tell them of your untimely demise." A gentle, gleeful smile curled across the edge of her mouth.

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