Good plan :] We can have it as soon as she's finished being all warlike!
He agreed to her spur-of-the-moment scheme, and this was a relief, even if the next second he admitted he was only eager because it would give him a chance to display his new higher rank. That he would, of course, have by then. In his opinion. Although she frowned on his self-importance, she hoped he was right, for his sake. What a disappointment if his latest move turned out to be another flop - she had warmed to his cocksure attitude, if only because it was amusing, and did not particularly want to see him crushed by repeated failure. She supposed it was only a suave pretension of good manners that sparked his final remark, and not genuine concern, but it was still a nice gesture. She chose to look insulted. "I will be fine. Until next moon, then," thrown over a shoulder as she turned and made her swift way back into the thick evergreen trees, blocking him from view within seconds, not that she looked back to notice.
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