Lands a'new

*Amadea*

He reminded her of earth, much like the docile forest that surrounded them. “Lady. Hope the day finds you well.” Polite. The words spoken caused a curl within her forced smile-lady ah, yes. It had indeed been a while since she was addressed, Princess and your Grace were the official monikers. But at least he refrained from the vile word often thrown her way; wench. "Anything but, if not slightly dull." Her tone was as politely forced as his own, if he had enough common sense to show respect, then of course she would do the same!

“She is, and a good friend.” Pale gaze followed the male's to his feline companion. Indeed she was inclined to agree; speckled with ash and painted with snow. A rare sight to see such a beast tamed. But not a rare sight from the frozen lands she was born within. A blue-frosted brow rose at his words, though. Friend. Would she consider Sakaar as such? "Tell me, how did you tame such a lovely beast?" There was a glint within her eye was her all-too innocent smile and hopeful gaze set back upon his own.

If you’d care to hunt, Lady, I don’t mind sharing some of the kill.” But another feathered-friend soon informed him, Amadéa jerked her snow-kissed chin upwards, gesturing for Sakaar to take heed and scout ahead. "That would be most beneficial." With more able bodies than one, they would surely be able to bring down something worthwhile. "It would be a pleasure. Please, lead the way." Well, she was a fan of the means and ways of socialism-polite and respectful.

TABLE BY ASHON. GRAPHIC BY RAVEN.

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Lands a'new

Amadea