[identity profile] notaboy-gtfo.livejournal.com 2011-06-20 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jet offering is all the incentive she needs to curl up and get to work on that- don't look a gift ostrich-horse in the beak, right? One of life's big lessons.

She'll speak up after a brief stretch of going in and out of staring at the back of the couch. ]


Hit some really bad weather.

I think we lost. [ It's a prospect more frustrating than anything, really. Way better than getting broken up because one army was wrecking another army in a war. That's just how it happens. ]

[identity profile] paranoidpatriot.livejournal.com 2011-06-20 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Jet had his head bowed, the peaceful silence of pattering rain and pleasant breathing acting as a natural lullaby. It doesn't take much to cancel the restful posture. When Smellerbee speaks, he rises back up without missing a beat.]

“Different than what's here?”

[Because if she is talking about the rain- believe him, he's seen it.]

“The Malnosso might have lost, but you didn't Smellerbee. It wasn't your battle to fight.”

[identity profile] notaboy-gtfo.livejournal.com 2011-06-27 03:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Different is a good word. Typhoons kind of suck. Not that she's exactly a big fan of rain on the average day. She'll have plenty of complaint about that later on, don't worry. In the meantime... I dunno. There'd probably be a half-hearted kick in your direction, but kicking is qualifying as too much trouble right now. What is "maturity?" She put a lot of work into this crap 8| ] Was so.

It's my battle any time someone tries to kill me, y'know. [ It's just not my war. ]

[identity profile] paranoidpatriot.livejournal.com 2011-08-08 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Was not."

[Times infinity! Two can play at this game.]

"And I'd say you won those battles. We don't need the Malnosso to think they need us anymore than they actually do. Way I see it, you're the one that came home today. I'd call that a victory, wouldn't you?"