12.Jul.13, 09:31 PM
Some of the young ladies could require extra thrashing, in Peorray's opinion. It obviously hadn't been done enough during their childhood, in a couple of cases. Her own father had been fair, but with the firm notion that everyone did their share of the work. Even the women had their own tasks. There was no room for useless chatterboxes and she'd have gotten her bottom tanned for her if she'd tried that act.
She was reluctant to answer the bronzerider's question, busying herself with starting to strip the berries off of a nearby bush (after a quick check to make sure they were the ones she wanted) with brisk, efficient motions. "They were talking." She finally replied, focused on her task instead of R'nya. "Not just conversation, either. Talking and talking, and I'm not sure they actually took the time to breathe in between words. Sometimes a bit of silence is nice, too."
That was part of what had sent her out here today, the main one and actual trigger to her temper, in fact. But it wasn't all of what had got her temper up in the first place. She just wasn't sure how to phrase the rest of it in a way that didn't make her sound damn insecure.
She was reluctant to answer the bronzerider's question, busying herself with starting to strip the berries off of a nearby bush (after a quick check to make sure they were the ones she wanted) with brisk, efficient motions. "They were talking." She finally replied, focused on her task instead of R'nya. "Not just conversation, either. Talking and talking, and I'm not sure they actually took the time to breathe in between words. Sometimes a bit of silence is nice, too."
That was part of what had sent her out here today, the main one and actual trigger to her temper, in fact. But it wasn't all of what had got her temper up in the first place. She just wasn't sure how to phrase the rest of it in a way that didn't make her sound damn insecure.