Sun Mote Copse It's your heart that you betray

Penn rolled his eyes at her retort, but had nothing to say in his defense. He had been thinking of her, regardless of how she'd just made it sound. The young Blackthorn had yet to learn what it meant to have romantic feelings for someone vs. just feelings. Even if he had understood the distinction, he wouldn't have thought his regard of Fenn to be of the former. He simply wasn't that bright.

He felt his head jerked to the side as she attempted to spring from his grip. He dug his teeth in tighter, though took care not to actually harm her. Fenn broke free regardless, but before he could take chase, she was suddenly crashing and subsequently falling into a heap on the ground.

The Blackthorn paused, more out of surprise than concern. And then, he himself collapsed, in a heap of laughter though instead of pain. "Nice work, blindo!" he gasped in between his guffaws (which were not very attractive, I'll tell you what), "Didn't anyone tell you, there are a shit ton of trees round these parts?"