here come dat boi
A fine spray of chilly water pattered over his face, forcing a snort from his nostrils to clear them. It didn't bother him much, though. After all, she was soaking wet, and it wouldn't do for her to catch something. “It would be harder to hear you over the water, and my language may have been a touch more impolite, and perhaps burbled with water.” she returned easily, matching his humour with her own. He laughed at that, smile widening. A few short bobs of his head indicated his agreement. "Yes, that sounds about right." he said. He watched her delicately pull at the ribbon around her forepaw with thin teeth, untying it. A small assortment of herbs tumbled free, curled carefully into a leaf. She smoothed it out over a stone, laying it out to dry. Smart. As she pushed the herbs to the side, his attention was turned back to their conversation. “I’m Riva, also known as Damsel in Distress” her smile was just as broad, her tone filled with mirth. He chuckled again. This girl was a spitfire. "Nice to meet you, Riva. Lucky for you, they call me Knight in Shining Armour in a few lands." he offered, a tiny wink accompanying his joke. Thinking back to the harshness of her rescue, he added. "I, uh, hope I didn't hurt you. I don't know my own strength sometimes, ya know? I could, um.. find a healer for you, if you're sore. Or.." he glanced to the herbs she had set aside. Perhaps she was already well versed enough to fix herself up. "help you find some herbs?" Birch, you moron. What the hell are you doing? He chided himself. If he'd torn up her neck, how likely was it that she'd want his teeth or claws anywhere near where he could maul her some more? |