ardent

a special kind of crazy

Tyrian



Aryn

Loner

age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
483
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
193
player

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11-08-2020, 03:22 AM (This post was last modified: 11-08-2020, 03:22 AM by Aryn.)


At the sound of his chuckle, Aryn's pink gaze lifted from the mutilated rabbit. She looked up at him from beneath her lashes and couldn't help the shy smile that tugged at her lips, though she held his eyes for only a moment before glancing back down at her paws before the blush of embarrassment could take too firm a hold of her cheeks. Thinking from Tyrian's point of view, she could understand the spark in amusement. "It's silly, I know." She conceded softly, letting loose a soft wistful sigh of he own as his exhaustion showed.

When he agreed to her request her liveliness showed itself, her ears pricking and head lifting as she sent another hopeful glance his way. "Really? Oh, you'd be doing me such a favor." The issue of 'owing' some unknown quid-pro-quo down the road didn't phase her - she'd do anything to get her mother and brother back. "I promise." Aryn placed her paw upon her chest, swearing a solemn vow. "I'll be a good student, I want to learn. I won't fight you on anything." The swell of excitement in her chest was not one she'd felt since before she learned of her family's captivity, back when she was a naive yearling who thought a knight in shining armor would sweep her off her feet. She straightened up her shoulders and fixed him with the best 'I'm-ready-to-learn' stare she could manage.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."