here come dat boi

*Riva* · (This post was last modified: 08-19-2018, 08:25 PM by Riva.)

Her study of him was a quick one, but perhaps could be seen as a touch impolite, if the blush growing in his cheeks was any indication. She had only wanted to see the wolf who had jumped to her aid without a second thought, she meant him no embarrassment. She sat back on her hunches to give them both a little room in the small cave, the sound of the waterfall mixing with the falling rain, with a woosh and a pitter-patter she shook out her damp coat, trying not to spray the man in front of her, through it was hard in the confined space.

His own smile was warm in response to hers, so perhaps her examination of him was forgiven. “It would be harder to hear you over the rain, and my language may have been a touch more impolite, and perhaps burbled with water.” she agreed easily, pulling at the bow about her paw until it was free, herbs tumbling to the cold rock as she laid out the piece of fabric, draping it over a tilted rock with her teeth so it would have a chance to drip dry, as she pushed her little bundle of herbs, also protected with a large leaf, to the side. “I’m Riva, also known as Damsel in Distress” she introduced herself, the self-deprecation in her words wasn’t matched by her easy-going voice, or how her smile grew a little under the banter.

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