Shiver Me Timbers
11-17-2014, 07:27 AM
Concern washed form the earthen woman as she rushed to Mira's side. Her wide eyes, evidently distressed, seemed to scan her thin body for any signs of trauma. Was she perhaps trained in the art of babysitting clumsy dumbasses? The thought was enough to bring a thin smile to the girl's lips and she chuckled. "I'll survive. Probably, anyways." She sidestepped a few paces before her two toned gaze landed on a particularly nice looking clump of grasses, all tangled and brown where the frost had stolen it's summery hues. She flopped down with all the grace afforded to faes who more than likely had a concussion. The laughter of the spirits had died down and she gave a small sigh of relief. "Your skill in battle is quite impressive. Practice much?" she joked with mock severity, not wanting the seed of an awkward silence to be planted. Honestly though, for being a sweet girl Rhythm sure seemed to know her way around rough housing. If Mira had to guess, brothers would be a pretty logical answer as to how she could plunge into teh fray without hesitation. "Talk" "You" Think |
