Elvario
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Languages: Common | {Sylvan} | <Beastial>
She'd listen to Calliope's explaining her father's job. Whilst she didn't have much to add or ask, she did smile at how happy she seemed to be talking about it. It made her wonder if it was normal for beasts to have a natural fondness for only one of their parents, or if that was just Calliope's case, or if she misunderstood things altogether... but now wasn't the time to ask about any of that. There was one part Euthalia could reply too. “Dealing with nobles... He must truly be talented.” She chuckled, knowing first-hand how difficult those could be. “Did he grow up in the capital of Kuridan?” She'd ask, wondering what that place might be like.
For a moment, Euthalia just started straight into Calliope's eyes upon the words of encouragement, as if they took a long time to actually sink in. Then she laughed gently. “Thank you, although I'd never have gotten through it without you.” She leaned forwards and down a bit, then back again as if nothing happened. “Anyhow, I'll have to see how much will return to me. For now I should be grateful to have it back to begin with.”
Another chuckle escaped her lips upon Calliope's next confession. “So the rumours of a dangerous flower-thief sneaking through Rose Field at night are true!” She stated, pretending to be in shock, before her chuckle turned into a laugh. “Well, I can see that happen. It's good you were able to make it up to people.” Even if it was just flowers, risking a criminal title was never a good thing.
She raised an eyebrow upon the mention of the cat leaving herself mostly paralysed for three days. “I really should learn healing magic...” She once again mumbled, reaffirming her previous commitment. “I'm surprised flowers like that exists. Although...” she wondered silently for a moment “perhaps with my magic, I could make them less dangerous. Or perhaps what'd make them dangerous to you wouldn't even work on me.” Then again, perhaps that was better for another day.
As beautiful as this garden was, she knew the cat was likely eager to show her more. “Were there other places you'd wanted to show me?” She asked. “Not that I don't love it here, it's beautiful, but I'm also eager to see more of the place you grew up at.”
Languages: Common | {Sylvan} | <Beastial>
She'd listen to Calliope's explaining her father's job. Whilst she didn't have much to add or ask, she did smile at how happy she seemed to be talking about it. It made her wonder if it was normal for beasts to have a natural fondness for only one of their parents, or if that was just Calliope's case, or if she misunderstood things altogether... but now wasn't the time to ask about any of that. There was one part Euthalia could reply too. “Dealing with nobles... He must truly be talented.” She chuckled, knowing first-hand how difficult those could be. “Did he grow up in the capital of Kuridan?” She'd ask, wondering what that place might be like.
For a moment, Euthalia just started straight into Calliope's eyes upon the words of encouragement, as if they took a long time to actually sink in. Then she laughed gently. “Thank you, although I'd never have gotten through it without you.” She leaned forwards and down a bit, then back again as if nothing happened. “Anyhow, I'll have to see how much will return to me. For now I should be grateful to have it back to begin with.”
Another chuckle escaped her lips upon Calliope's next confession. “So the rumours of a dangerous flower-thief sneaking through Rose Field at night are true!” She stated, pretending to be in shock, before her chuckle turned into a laugh. “Well, I can see that happen. It's good you were able to make it up to people.” Even if it was just flowers, risking a criminal title was never a good thing.
She raised an eyebrow upon the mention of the cat leaving herself mostly paralysed for three days. “I really should learn healing magic...” She once again mumbled, reaffirming her previous commitment. “I'm surprised flowers like that exists. Although...” she wondered silently for a moment “perhaps with my magic, I could make them less dangerous. Or perhaps what'd make them dangerous to you wouldn't even work on me.” Then again, perhaps that was better for another day.
As beautiful as this garden was, she knew the cat was likely eager to show her more. “Were there other places you'd wanted to show me?” She asked. “Not that I don't love it here, it's beautiful, but I'm also eager to see more of the place you grew up at.”