Wapun Meadow The Joyless Luck Club

The druid didn't see fit to stop her. In that, there was relief. Piper found herself lost in his swimming gaze for a brief moment before she forced herself to look away. She felt foolish for seeing his charm and believing it. There was something about the grizzled figure that intrigued her beyond what anyone had before his time there.

The question hung in the air for a long moment. The Redleaf girl thought it silly that he should ask such a thing; wasn't the answer obvious? Gathering the nerve to face him again, the flame of a young woman fixed him with a stare down the length of her muzzle.

“I'll bring him home, of course.”