Why can't we be friends
Joe
05-16-2024, 10:06 PM
Marina was a little touched by Wylan's consideration for her when he offered to let her keep his stuffed polar bear a while longer, but she could see how he was sacrificing for her despite his concern. Yeah, her den might be lonely, but loneliness had been a constant companion of hers since she'd been snatched from her home. "I'm sure. I appreciate your concern, Wylan." She gave the much taller boy a bit of a smile and nudged the stuffed bear back over his way with a paw. It was a very sweet gesture, but she didn't want to feel like she was taking something from him that he clearly loved.
Wylan wanted to begin their walk out in the woods and Marina was in no position to object, not knowing anything else about her surroundings. She followed behind Wylan while he led them out of her den and through the Col headed for the natural gates carved into the rock. Their pace was leisurely, allowing Marina to put as much or as little effort into walking as she felt capable of. They walked in silence for a time, giving her the opportunity to scope out the place. Everything seemed to be built into these mountains through a network of caves and tunnels. Gods, she was going to get absolutely lost in this place!
Partway through their walk, Wylan made the astute observation that she didn't like Basilisk. Marina shot Wylan a sarcastic look that read "noooo, you don't say?" but didn't say anything for fear of reprisal for speaking out against her master. The next thing he said earned him a scathing glare from the smaller fae, her fur bristling a bit as he referred to her as "his slave". Wylan was quick to backpedal and insist he didn't want a slave but because he could give her a modicum of freedom from the Warlord. As much as Marina detested the notion, she couldn't deny that some reprieve from the sadistic giant wolf did sound good... "I suppose if I'm to stay here and be property, I'd rather be the property of someone who actually treats me like a person," she mused aloud. "Though I doubt you'll be able to convince Basilisk to forfeit ownership over me so easily." It was still a nice thought though.
"Marina"
Wylan wanted to begin their walk out in the woods and Marina was in no position to object, not knowing anything else about her surroundings. She followed behind Wylan while he led them out of her den and through the Col headed for the natural gates carved into the rock. Their pace was leisurely, allowing Marina to put as much or as little effort into walking as she felt capable of. They walked in silence for a time, giving her the opportunity to scope out the place. Everything seemed to be built into these mountains through a network of caves and tunnels. Gods, she was going to get absolutely lost in this place!
Partway through their walk, Wylan made the astute observation that she didn't like Basilisk. Marina shot Wylan a sarcastic look that read "noooo, you don't say?" but didn't say anything for fear of reprisal for speaking out against her master. The next thing he said earned him a scathing glare from the smaller fae, her fur bristling a bit as he referred to her as "his slave". Wylan was quick to backpedal and insist he didn't want a slave but because he could give her a modicum of freedom from the Warlord. As much as Marina detested the notion, she couldn't deny that some reprieve from the sadistic giant wolf did sound good... "I suppose if I'm to stay here and be property, I'd rather be the property of someone who actually treats me like a person," she mused aloud. "Though I doubt you'll be able to convince Basilisk to forfeit ownership over me so easily." It was still a nice thought though.
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