Small error of judgment
07-13-2019, 10:01 PM
Zee's amusement changed as he struggled harder, promising to kill her for daring to laugh. She still wore her crooked grin, watching quietly as he managed to follow her instructions to drag himself onto the bank. "I knew you could do it." She said gently, giving him a fond smile of encouragement. "If I thought for a moment that you'd drown, I'd have jumped in and risked it." A chuckle, and then she pranced over to him - her foul mood nowhere to be found. "Of course I will teach you." He panted below her, fur heavy with water and his chest heaving. She thought back to how tenderly he managed her own fears, and felt her chest tighten at the memory. "You know," She began carefully, laying down beside him yet far enough from the puddle to stay dry. "You didn't give me the whole story when we met. You're no slave." She gave him a moment to absorb it before continuing. "In fact, you're higher ranking then most of the Klein's here." Her paw poked at the mud that was starting to form between them, her head tilting as she considered the best way to put her words. "Therefore I insist you allow me to help fix your -" Mud tipped paw lifted to gesture at his entirety. "-well, all that. Our Empress thinks I'm quite talented at it, and you wouldn't want to be in her presence looking so disheveled." She was babbling quite a bit, trying desperately to interject as much reason into her words as was possible. Maybe if he knew that Deathbelle allowed her to groom her royal fur, that he might not be so opposed to the idea. Besides, a wolf so large and bulky would surely struggle to reach the important areas. "After we catch some birds, of course." She added hurriedly. "Who knows, you might fall in again." "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |