Don't Be Shy

As Isa sat, the girl introduced herself as Andromeda. The older wolf grinned, her blue eyes crinkling at the corners. "Very good to meet you, Andromeda." She was not the girl's family and so would not call her by her nickname until asked to do so. The blue fae watched as the girl pulled a pack forward and began digging things out of it. Her head tilted curiously as she watched and Isa was pleasantly surprised at the thoughtfulness of the child.

First Andromeda gave the 'slave' a pair of thick, lush furs to keep her warm. Following this came a variety of different foods, for which the injured fae was very thankful. The fruits especially were a lovely treat. The girl admitted that plums were her favorite and Isa moved a paw forward to heft the orange. "Oranges would be my favorite. They grow everywhere where I come from." Placing the orange before herself, she took up the plum and sat it in front of the girl. "Thank you for the gifts, Sweet One. Let's eat our favorite fruits together, shall we?"

With one paw and her teeth, Isa freed the orange from its peel and pith. She then split the orange into sections and popped one into her mouth, a sound of pleasure escaping her as the sweet, tart juices hit her tongue. "Mmm, thank you so much for this. It's been a long time since I've had a taste of home." Isa then opened the packages of steaming, flavored meats and placed them between herself and Andromeda like a buffet. It was obvious that she wanted the girl to share a whole meal with her.

"Such a kind child," Isa complimented Andromeda, her kind gaze resting on the girl's lavender features. "Your parents must be terribly proud." She surely would be if she had a child so thoughtful.

"Isa"