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keladry of mindelan ([personal profile] tiltings) wrote in [community profile] emptynesters 2016-02-16 09:06 am (UTC)

[ Her face is calm as ever, as she dusts off her hands, because where she might feel the edge of his impatience, she is nothing but. Her mind is always regimented, weighing everything. Doesn't exactly hurry, but she's business like as she gathers up the little she had with her, and then throws the rest of the jerky to the dragonbirds that immediately return to fighting over them. Pulling at each others feathers and stealing from each other's hungry jaws. ]

After you, Master Ren.

[ Polite as ever, and she takes up a even pace beside him as they walk. He's one of the few people she ever has to look up to, save Lord Raoul. Content just with the quiet, for all she's friendly, she's as easy being reserved as talkative.

So she waits until they're heading towards the edge of the park -

- Then when they're a fair distance away, she looks down at herself, tugging open her over jacket that she hadn't closed very particularly tightly.
]

Alright, you can come out now.

[ And one, two, three birds immediately take flight out from the depths of her clothes where she'd hidden them from the hungry creatures. A flurry of feathers that whirl around her, as they stretch their wings from where she'd had to coop them up for their own safety. ]

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