Slowly her eyes had started to fade close as she was trying to relax before the sound of the Lord came through the door. Her head poked up a bit, unsure what to even think of the gesture. A large dinner for all three of them. She hadn't seen the youngest of his children in awhile, ever since they went to visit the shrine. Now it was dinner with the two boys. Her ears fell back a bit, unsure what to think of the suddenness. True, it wasn't as if she never met him but it was the boy and his father. She was a guest, not his current companion, but a guest. Could she keep the distinction? Furthermore, what was she supposed to say to the youngest? He was no fool to think she wasn't around and it had been a few months... What if he no longer liked her? Would that sway Razor's decision.
The girl didn't know how to react or even what to say. It wasn't as if Razor was even approaching the room as he normally did with others. He waited by the door, saying nothing else except to deliver his message. Did he even want to come in? Why was he waiting? Reluctantly, the female emerged from her little burrow as her head popped out, followed by the rest of her body. With a small shake of her fur, small particles of dirt loosened their grip on her coat. "Alright Razor," she replied as she took a few more steps towards the door. What else was she supposed to say?
With little effort, the girl left behind her wolf-like appearance to resemble the human version Razor was more accustomed to. She picked up a set of clothes she had brought in, in the corner and slowly dressed to appear presentable to him once more. After what felt like forever, the girl finally opened the door to look at him. Her cheeks were tinted a bit red, her eyes a bit doe-eyed.
"So... is there something special I should wear?"
The girl didn't know how to react or even what to say. It wasn't as if Razor was even approaching the room as he normally did with others. He waited by the door, saying nothing else except to deliver his message. Did he even want to come in? Why was he waiting? Reluctantly, the female emerged from her little burrow as her head popped out, followed by the rest of her body. With a small shake of her fur, small particles of dirt loosened their grip on her coat. "Alright Razor," she replied as she took a few more steps towards the door. What else was she supposed to say?
With little effort, the girl left behind her wolf-like appearance to resemble the human version Razor was more accustomed to. She picked up a set of clothes she had brought in, in the corner and slowly dressed to appear presentable to him once more. After what felt like forever, the girl finally opened the door to look at him. Her cheeks were tinted a bit red, her eyes a bit doe-eyed.
"So... is there something special I should wear?"
