Swiftcurrent Creek I walked alone

He would even tell her first! Well, he had pretty words, but she wouldn’t hold much stock in him remembering this conversation. Sometimes, when you were having a lark, words were shared that didn’t really mean much in the long run.

Akavir, though she thought to continue jesting, this new name caught her attention, so that’s the bossman ‘round here?

Jasmine laughed, from now on, your mug will only look like rainbows to me, you flirt, she teased, and wove her tail in a playful arc.

It was fun, to just have fun again. She thought of the sea wolves and their roguish charm. In a lot of ways, Arric reminded her of them, though he was a little more refined and much less crass, at least, on first impression. Jasmine had learned to hold her ground with them. Holding her own with these boys would be a walk in the dog park.

Jasmine accepted Arric's bow with a wolfish curtsy, crossing her forelegs and dipping her head to him. Well, Lord Arric Soul-Seeker of Swift Current Creek, she looked to him with laughing eyes, I'd say I do well enough for a tour of your little kingdom now. Care to show a lady around?