His laughter surprised her so much that her eyes actually flitted up to his eyes for the first time. She was surprised to realise they were the same tone as the crystals that sheathed his paw. “Oh, Oh!” She said in understanding as he spoke of his brother - older, brother - being the dad of Warden. “Nephew, then. We went fishing, sort of” Except for the fact that they had been missing nets, and neither of them really knew how to fish.
She dropped her gaze again, finding prolonged eye contact stressful. “Okay, thanks again for saving me… or is it the first time?” She asked, realising she wasn’t sure if she’d said thanks. Stress, brain fog, and all that really didn’t help her keep track of things. She ducked her head a little more, embarrassed, and uncertain. Water sounded like a good distraction, so she moved to the stream as he had suggested. Her lion-like tail swished behind her as she stopped at the bank, and leaned forward. Darting a glance over at Crux again, before taking a couple cautious sips.
