Sleepy Fox Hollow and i'm like honestly,

o fuck i forgot that sorry LMAO

indra froze, caught by the intrepid youth -- indeed, he had already parted his name but she had been too offput to have registered it appropriately. she offered a simpering smile as if in apology, though it was followed by a deep scowl. she was tremendously displeased by her oversight.

she pinned her ears and practically pouted, her jaw jutting out in a thin and displeased expression. even though his tone had seemed admonishing, he seemed quick to overlook the slight shortly after. she supposed simply because she had glubbed up moments before, she at least owed him a story.

but she had never been good at telling stories. refusing to want to lose face, she adopted a contemplative expression. "a warrior doesn't fight and tell." she finally said, her lip peeled back in a gloating smirk. "besides, you're so young for bloody stories....." she prattled -- her tone suggesting she might possibly be swayed if he was convincing enough...