Silverlight Terrace glitter sterling and gold

She asserted that the loss was Qiao's but Diaval did not agree. He had no teacher and she had no fool stumbling around after her. It seemed to work out in the ruddy woman's favor. But she had offered him Fall...what would change, then? Diaval would still be himself. He would still be as useless. Although...if Keyni could convince her friend, perhaps he wouldn't be so useless after all. 

He hoped that Keyni could come through. His heart soared at the idea - he wanted to learn so badly. Part of him expected disappointment but he trusted her...she wasn't lying to him. And maybe he could be of more use to the nameless woman than he could have been to Qiao. Maybe. 

"Cute?" he huffed a laugh, warming a bit under his fur. Maybe it was weird for a man (was Diaval a man, really?) to be called cute but it didn't offend his opinion of himself. His opinion wasn't quite high enough for that and his ignorance proved itself further when he did not notice the pack scent on the beautiful pale woman's fur. So unused to belonging to a group, he didn't recognize the signs. Foolish, indeed. 

"Why is that?" he asked, cocking his head, allowing her touches. The night was intoxicating, somehow, and he also felt contentment like a warm blanket.