Deepwood Weald i thought nothing could go wrong.

If there was any chance of her ears perking up again with her usual enthusiasm, that chance dissapaited at the loud swear that was thrown out. They remained pinned to her skull, and she watched nervously as sapphire gaze turned to greet her- if you could call it a greeting.

But his earlier hostility seemed gone, and he managed to pull a few words from his throat. The empress was too inexperienced to think she might be the one who flustered him; she assumed he was ashamed of his outburst. S-sorry- I did not want to scare you, She mumbled, and cleared her throat. I just- I did not know, if you want to chat, as we hide from the rain together. If it bothers you, I can just go back to nap, She offered shyly, brown tail beating gently against the ground. She looked away- back to the dripping cave-icicles. Eye contact could be uncomfortable.