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She sighs, and looks briefly at Grounder, who is pouting nearby, eyeing Cyril's shirt tail. She looks back at him, "It is nothing, only time will heal that wound" She reaches out drawing runes in the ground mindlessly...........
She notices now how drained he is, and pulls his ring off her finger, and grabs his hand, slipping it back on his own finger, not accepting no as an answer. "I do not need this, it is only scrapes and cuts, and my pride was the only thing seriously wounded..." She frowns, "I know how to climb perfectly, I was just.... just.... OH....scared for you I suppose, and wasn't thinking."
Really seeing how tired he is, she gives him a distraction, and something to think about....
She smacks the ground with the flat of her ha
nd over the runes she drew. As she brings her hand up, a flame dances on the ground above the runes, and a small breeze playfully blows the flame back and forth in a tiny dance of oneness....
She smiles and points to it, "That is you and I, my dear WindBringer............. that is you and I" She pats his cheek and stands, grimacing at sore muscles and gets a cup of tea, adding some willowbark to it, and makes a horrid face as she drinks it....."BAH! Nasty stuff, but it works.." Seeing the expression on his face to her grimace, she almost spits it back out, laughing........
[ 03-31-2002, 04:10 PM: Message edited by: TAOWolf ]
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