09-09-2018, 03:44 PM
The feast has been plentiful lately... It sprung a thought she'd have to leap to capture, and the current was just too fast. Nimeda's head tilted, legs swinging. For a moment she frowned. "I called you for a reason," she said seriously. Her cheek planted in her palm, splattering a trail of mud. "But I can't remember why."
And then Mara spoke, and even that thought swept away for later. She sat up, legs crossed under her, eyes bright. She ought to feel afraid, but she was too curious. A skittering of old memory scratched. "Will it bite?" she asked. Her palm laid flat as though it were nothing but a nervous dog. "Oh, Mara, I don't think it likes me!"
And then Mara spoke, and even that thought swept away for later. She sat up, legs crossed under her, eyes bright. She ought to feel afraid, but she was too curious. A skittering of old memory scratched. "Will it bite?" she asked. Her palm laid flat as though it were nothing but a nervous dog. "Oh, Mara, I don't think it likes me!"