16.Jul.13, 05:46 AM
((You are my favorite. Forever. The End. <3))
She stood up, taking his hand and beaming brightly. This was the best way to make up for the crappy night she'd had not long back, and a great way to launch into the new year. Hatching - with TWO queens! - followed by an adventure with Quenym...and soon, soon her surprise to follow. She was rarely so pleased with herself and how things went. She slid the empty skins back into her pack, slipping the straps over her back and nodding in agreement to start heading back. She was ready for an easier place to sprawl out.
"Uh...let's do it your room?" Her bunk was not the cleanest at the moment; while Quenym was less worried about mess, she did like to be somewhat clean around her friends, even him. It just bugged her when things weren't so. It was probably because she'd been taught that by those around her growing up. It didn't bother her if she was in other messy places - she just didn't like her stuff being messy. And she didn't get to spend much time in other rooms, so why not?
"I would love to go back out to find that wherry! It had just pretty colored feathers, and it was kind of a jerk. I bet we could make it pay for almost hurting you. It'll even be super tasty when we cook it." She rubbed her hands together, the plot for revenge sounding like another fun adventure. That one, however, she wanted to make sure she put the time into planning; after all, a wherry could hurt them. So hunting tools would be needed. But she could find the things they needed, she had no doubt.
She stood up, taking his hand and beaming brightly. This was the best way to make up for the crappy night she'd had not long back, and a great way to launch into the new year. Hatching - with TWO queens! - followed by an adventure with Quenym...and soon, soon her surprise to follow. She was rarely so pleased with herself and how things went. She slid the empty skins back into her pack, slipping the straps over her back and nodding in agreement to start heading back. She was ready for an easier place to sprawl out.
"Uh...let's do it your room?" Her bunk was not the cleanest at the moment; while Quenym was less worried about mess, she did like to be somewhat clean around her friends, even him. It just bugged her when things weren't so. It was probably because she'd been taught that by those around her growing up. It didn't bother her if she was in other messy places - she just didn't like her stuff being messy. And she didn't get to spend much time in other rooms, so why not?
"I would love to go back out to find that wherry! It had just pretty colored feathers, and it was kind of a jerk. I bet we could make it pay for almost hurting you. It'll even be super tasty when we cook it." She rubbed her hands together, the plot for revenge sounding like another fun adventure. That one, however, she wanted to make sure she put the time into planning; after all, a wherry could hurt them. So hunting tools would be needed. But she could find the things they needed, she had no doubt.