The Sentinels there's a black crow sitting across from me

warmth found her cheeks. as do you. oo, how romantic. dalia might've swooned, had portia not taught her such good composure in situations like this. she was proud of herself, at least, that it wasn't 'easier said than done', because it was one thing to know how to properly handle a comment such as this, and another to actually handle it. 

her chin tipped up gently, ears pricking up. "and i thank you for it," she returned as gently and as filled with gratitude as she could. she meant it, too, she couldn't think of a better crew to stumble upon than the mysterious ford and his rag-tag family. and saucy, dalia really loved saucy. 

"your family is a lot of fun," she added in a soft purl, her tail wagging a few times at her hocks. her eyes glimmered, and she said, "velen and rannveig are forces to be reckoned with." and they were.