Two Rivers Isle i aint never seen so many long faces

his accent surely tickled her and the woman could not hide her fascination with him as she listens. her head comes to tilt and nods with his words, and when he comes to offer his help with butchering, iseul could come to step aside and allow the man to join her, wherever he saw fit.

"iseul sorry about friend," she says to him politely, "when not need meat, iseul beats snakes till gone." she admits this with a fluttery laugh and shake of her muzzle. a bit of a secret, though ulrich had already seen her go k.o on the last snake she managed to catch.

indeed, they did have something in common when it came to these limbless reptiles.

when he comes to offer his help, the deputy would sidestep and come to allow the cowboy to join her butchering class. "snake dirty, needs wash." with a sweep of a large paw, she comes to start working away at the caked mud. she comes to see if he would copy her, as there was certainly enough room for him to squeeze in and work beside her if he decided.

she'd come to hum a little tune as she washed, but breaking for a moment to say "does colt like isle?"