New Thangs

She did her best to work his muscles for him, trying to replicate what she had seen when held by Aryn. Not that she had paid alot of attention to it but she had had little else to satisfy her ever growing need to learn. Not that either prince or king would of cared. She was nothing to them. Ultyr had reminded her of that recently. A mental sigh was given. If only she was pretty or half as good at anything like Abbadon or someone else. She was a useless thing they kept about, like a pet.

The thought brought a sadness to her eye. She wouldn't be loved the way she loved. Why did it matter though? She shook the thoughts clear and went back to trying to focus on his massage. She was definitely not sure she was doing it right. She glanced over his shoulder at his face as he tried to relax to check if it was right, not stopping the movements of her paws as she tried to relax his neck muscles. Maybe if he was satisfied with this he would be less gruff later. Her fur was fluffing against the wind as it blew a gentle yet warm breeze over them. Maybe she should draw this place and try to sketch him later as well. She did miss sketching more freely and more than just landscapes and small birds she'd seen. Not that she sketched often but when she did it was for the benefit of cartography.

"Things I Hear"