Like blood and bone river and stone the Wood is field the stag brought home.
[ independent rp blog for Aisling from the novel Ash written by Malinda Lo. A brief explanation of the novel and verses can be found on certain about pages. Please read the rules before any ic interaction ]
A grin tugged to the features of the wolfs face; oddly enough he was satisfied just poking at this girl, it wasn’t that he intended to upset her in anyway, but being as mature as a twelve year old, he could help but fluster her- “Normally, so this is just a rare occurrence?“ With in the moment after his teasing, Damon could only try to help catch her chair to keep her from falling back, even with having his foot stomped on- a silent, muffled huff slipping past his lips only to glare at her for a moment; ”Guess I did deserve that-”
〖 ⚔ 〗 ⇨ “Ah, sorry!!“ Ash exclaimed, now mostly glad he was able to catch her chair. she quickly stood up, grabbing at her dress in bunches of cloth, hiking it up just over her knees. it was something of a habit, something she did when she was nervous. “I mean—-- o-of course you didn't deserve it so...“ she trailed off, knowing full well that he kind of did. but really she was just good for teasing. “I-I-I mean... hi,“