Rue
"Mmhm." Rue made a sound of affirmation, her hands signing one as well. "Whenever Wildfire and I go out to do something of note together, I try and find something to remember the trip by."
She paused a moment as her hands signed silly, embarrassment, childish then she continued to speak, sharing a little more of herself with her hunting partner. "Pretty things, a small stone, a flower... a feather." She held up her green and red prize in her hands, "Each of them holds a memory."
She laughed then, glancing at her strider who was facing their home, "I like braid them into Wildfire's hair, then the first time they fall, I save it and it sits in my room until a special occasion. I imagine that one day there will be so many things in his mane that people won't know that color it is."
Syrus spoke again then, a mischievous smile crossing his face as he asked her to hold out her hands. Rue did as she was bade, holding her hands before her with her eyes softly closed. She felt like a child about to receive a sweet, eyes squeezed closed in excitement, and she hummed a soft sound of amusement.
She paused a moment as her hands signed silly, embarrassment, childish then she continued to speak, sharing a little more of herself with her hunting partner. "Pretty things, a small stone, a flower... a feather." She held up her green and red prize in her hands, "Each of them holds a memory."
She laughed then, glancing at her strider who was facing their home, "I like braid them into Wildfire's hair, then the first time they fall, I save it and it sits in my room until a special occasion. I imagine that one day there will be so many things in his mane that people won't know that color it is."
Syrus spoke again then, a mischievous smile crossing his face as he asked her to hold out her hands. Rue did as she was bade, holding her hands before her with her eyes softly closed. She felt like a child about to receive a sweet, eyes squeezed closed in excitement, and she hummed a soft sound of amusement.
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