l'inverno è noioso
06-13-2015, 01:40 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-13-2015, 01:41 AM by Motif I.)
Starling would look up at her and she would smile down at him. She was feeling down right.. maternal these days and would gently lick a touch of snow of his cheek as she waited for his explanation. His first words would be Italian, and she winced, she hadn't picked it up, she had been too busy learning Shai's mother tongue to pick up any others. “Practicing?” she asked, interested, he couldn't have meant healing or hunting, he wasn't likely meaning dancing or running.. so surely he must have meant fighting. “I've done a fair bit of sparring in my day, why don't you show me what you where doing so I can see where you went wrong?' was her offer to teach him, she couldn't just leave the poor thing like this and besides she missed fighting. Wish Shai and Shaye and Rhythm and now this new pregnancy, she just hadn't managed to get back into her old passion. |
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