Sun Mote Copse A runaway once more

Only he could peruse a laugh from her when she was in this state. Princess. It seemed to be his favorite choice in nicknames, undoubtedly endearing for her to hear roll from his lips. As luck would have it, she happened upon a man who would literally treat her like a princess.

He proved this notion with his actions, providing her with a steady mass the lean against whilst she regained her composure. She regretted her decisions at the glade, her lack of pacing out her battles and shifts. She had overstepped her limits by far, only to prove to those that did not want her that she was enough. He tthinks I'm enough. She pulled her gaze back up to his, a glimmer of happiness fluttering to life.

My gods he matched her wit in every way. His words sparked her humor again, but with this moment she held back the burst of laughter begging to be released. Instead, she provided him with a lazy smirk; her eyes twinkling. "...Perhaps you are correct," she winked, "...this time." 

He was true, she needed to rest soon, or face the effects of fatigue. She fought the urge to yawn, not willing to add on to the proof that he was correct. Her thoughts of resistance were quickly overcome. Exposing her ivories, she let out a large yawn, cooing slightly at the end in contentment.

The moment was short-lived, for his words brought her back to reality. They needed rest, and then some sort of food source. Her thoughts switched to that of a trained survivor, analyzing the world around her. The river, reflecting the ball of golden flame that is the setting sun, should contain fish. The water should draw other prey towards them as well. She checked that task off of her list, and resting as well. She would get to that soon enough. The future, that worried her. What were they going to do? Where were they going to go? His questions were light and playful, but her answer was serious, "There are no words truer than those..." she frowned lightly, marring her ivory features, "What are we going to do Embry?" Fear of the unknown laced her words.