Tea With The Queen
04-12-2014, 08:03 PM
Misha turned her head as she heard the paw steps of another on the rocky ground, nostrils flaring as the woman recognized the scent that lurked in the air along with her own. She turned and bowed, lowering her head to the ground in a bow. "Roman. My Queen. Good to see you," Misha said, giving her respects to the Queen. "Yes, such a beautiful scenery," Misha flicked her gaze over to the waterfall then back to her Queen.
The small fae let out a small sigh, looking at Roman. "I just want to first properly thank you for accepting me into your pack when nobody else seemed like they would. I love you Roman, much so as a Guardian, and I don't feel as if I'll be serving you; but instead making up and paying up for you, making up because you took me in. I could never thank you enough," Misha said with a small smile and another bow directed at her Queen. The fae had never been good at socializing, but she was sure giving it a try for her Queen.
The small fae let out a small sigh, looking at Roman. "I just want to first properly thank you for accepting me into your pack when nobody else seemed like they would. I love you Roman, much so as a Guardian, and I don't feel as if I'll be serving you; but instead making up and paying up for you, making up because you took me in. I could never thank you enough," Misha said with a small smile and another bow directed at her Queen. The fae had never been good at socializing, but she was sure giving it a try for her Queen.