Cassiopeia's View a choir of angels

[table width=80%][tr][td]Seffie didn't mind the looks he was given; it only meant his words had reached the boy. He grinned a toothy grin, blinking his eyes innocently as they went further down. The more he walked, the more his feet longed for soft forest bedding to rest upon - not to mention being out of the wind and safe in the clutches of a nice den if they were lucky enough to find one. Marmion wouldn't mind sleeping with him, right? He chuckled at the thought of it.

The entertainer watched the show as it went along with raised eyebrows and a mocking smile - His companion stumbled and tripped and had managed to hit himself in the face. Perhaps he had a talent for being the least stealthy in the world. You do make enough noise for them to be scared... or perhaps they'll just laugh at your clumsiness! Seffie said awfully cheery.[/tr][/td][/table]