With a bit of liquid courage
Iroh
09-11-2020, 10:44 PM
As she settled in beside him, she barely noticed his change in expression since her attention had already been pulled to the tea pot in question and then to the bowl that he pulled over to offer her. She laughed lightly at his comment on this not hurting as much as the last time she had any sort of contact with his tea pot and she grinned in response. "As long as you don't go swinging things at me again I think we'll be just fine." Perhaps the alcohol was affecting her more than she had realized. She would never dream of approaching someone from another pack that she had fought during a raid on their turf in such an easy and friendly manner if she wasn't at least a fair bit inebriated. Ah well, she was already here, wasn't she? He hadn't seem too thrown off by her presence so she figured it was probably fine. The far smaller, dark furred woman settled down with the bowl of tea he had offered her between her front paws, sniffing at it curiously for a moment before lapping up a taste of the drink. It still had a bit of the bite that she recognized from the other drinks she had been enjoying before she came over here, but it was mellowed out a bit by the herbal, slightly bitter, slightly sweet taste of the tea. Her brows lifted with surprise and she gave Iroh a smile. "This is really good! Where did you learn to make this?" she asked before dipping her muzzle to take another drink. Her mint eyes lingered on him while she awaited his answer and she tried to assess him through any other lens than as a warrior. It was hard to do since that had been most of her life for a while now, but she supposed she could see why he'd be popular at a party like this. He was a strongly built, handsome man that seemed to have an affinity for putting together pleasant cocktails. She was kind of surprised she had caught him alone at all. |