over the river and through the woods

The boy was so hesitant that Rhythm found herself unconsciously trying not to move very fast. Not that her old joints could move very fast anyway. Despite that Rhythm looked comfortable, her shoulders were relaxed and she was relatively pain free. She looked like she was comfortable. Gentle was a good word to describe her as well, if anyone wore her ’little old lady’ look well it was rhythm. She wouldn’t hurt a fly these days. He hoped he returned her smile but she couldn’t see it or hear it in his voice but she had hope. He wasn’t the only Destruction to be shy and timid, he wouldn’t be the last. Hopefully she might help him get past those qualities.

His answer to her was hesitant but she hadn’t expected much different, he stuttered but told her that he was trying. Rhythm believed him, but trying only went so far, you either were or you weren’t. That lesson would be left for another day as his attention shifted to Feather. Would she be a potential link between them?

Rhythm smiled warmly, ”Yes, her name is Feather.” She told his softly, feeling that familiar pang in her heart. Feather had once served Shaye. The old woman shifted lightly to disrupt her thoughts. ”Do you have a friend like her?” She returned, her voice low like the two of them shared some important secret.