Sugar_Silk
First Post
The day's march over, Darling produced a small flask from her pack. She was far fresher from the road than most, having less to carry and even riding piggy-back on Pious for part of the journey before losing track of him in the swarm of soldiers. Still, the trip had taken it's toll, and the spirits spread a welcome warmth in her chest as the sun began to dip lower.
"Rodric!" She called to him across Fallon's fire, "Where is our third? We should start toward the Regular's camp soon. We'll want move through while everyone is busy setting up for the night..."
She floated over to his seat like a flower petal on the breeze and set herself gingerly down next to him.
"If we move with purpose, I doubt anyone will even notice us." She let her head fall onto Rodric's shoulder, holding out the flask to him. "Drink?" She muttered, eyes closing to take full advantage of this short rest.
"Rodric!" She called to him across Fallon's fire, "Where is our third? We should start toward the Regular's camp soon. We'll want move through while everyone is busy setting up for the night..."
She floated over to his seat like a flower petal on the breeze and set herself gingerly down next to him.
"If we move with purpose, I doubt anyone will even notice us." She let her head fall onto Rodric's shoulder, holding out the flask to him. "Drink?" She muttered, eyes closing to take full advantage of this short rest.