Like Shattered Glass
04-03-2013, 11:41 AM
Ah, splendid. Now she at least knew what direction they were facing. Quite the nifty trick he'd done with the moss, why hadn't she ever thought of it before? Well, this was her first time on her own, for one. Three years old and she'd never had to rely on herself before. Quite pathetic, really. So to say she grateful for the giant brute's help would be an understatement. "Thank you. Directions have never been my strong point, you see. I could get lost in a den, I'd wager." A soft chuckle filled her throat as she got to her paws and came to stand beside Prospero, blue eyes never leaving his scarred face as they attempted to convey her gratitude. "Now, is there anything I could assist you with? To repay your kindness?" Surely there must be something she could do for him. Her mother had taught her to always repay her debts, especially if the boon granted to you was a selfless one. And if anything, Felicitas was a dutiful daughter. |