Every comfort

She moved from Briar's shoulder, down to her leg, smoothing out the beautiful, creamy fur there as she sought any spots of tension. “Perhaps if you got a sword, you could best him instead” she offered lightly. Artorias could be a rather large, imposing figure, but then so was Briar. She could feel the strength in Briar's arms, and she had already admired the heavy set of antlers on her brow. Briar wasn’t a pampered Princess - despite what she might be enjoying right now - she had the body of a Warrior.

“Have you asked The Warlord if you could explore?” she wondered as the girl spoke of a wanderlust that had not been quenched. If Idalia had a way to offer it, she would gladly put it forth to help the girl explore. “I came here on a big boat, and we landed near the Northern territories. I didn’t get to see much during the ocean voyage, but the feeling of a swaying boat was certainly an experience” she said, giving the girl some piece of what she had experienced, since she wondered what Lia had seen. She sounded so curious, that the slave couldn’t help but give her some tidbits.