10-05-2011, 08:08 PM
She sighed at her mother’s answers. She figured that those would be her answers but she still didn’t like them. At letting “us” figure it out, Ayasha was pretty sure that her mother meant herself and a few others. She gave a frown. She didn’t like to think of her mother possibly getting hurt. ”I’ll help you however you need me to, mom.” And although she didn’t say it, she knew that most if not all the members here would help however they could.
At who to send it to, she nodded and repeated his name. ”Vigilante Haskel.” Her mind filed it away for when she would write the letter. She hoped that the King would help them. Her mind was also working on the letter already. She wasn’t going to write it until she was there but it would help to figure out what she wrote. At her mother’s words she beamed and nuzzled her mother’s side.
She cocked her head at the idea of Luna having a ghost. That was pretty cool. But she didn’t dare say it out loud. She did grin at Luna slightly. But her attention was taken by her mother refusal to use poison, yet. She desperately wanted to ask why not but refrained from doing so. She knew her mother would not approve. Though the idea of sleeping draughts was interesting.
She had nothing more that was useful to say and so after giving her friend and “uncles” a nudge goodnight, she followed her mother home. She hoped that Ralla would talk to her and let her help some more. Plus, she needed to think of what to write in that letter.
At who to send it to, she nodded and repeated his name. ”Vigilante Haskel.” Her mind filed it away for when she would write the letter. She hoped that the King would help them. Her mind was also working on the letter already. She wasn’t going to write it until she was there but it would help to figure out what she wrote. At her mother’s words she beamed and nuzzled her mother’s side.
She cocked her head at the idea of Luna having a ghost. That was pretty cool. But she didn’t dare say it out loud. She did grin at Luna slightly. But her attention was taken by her mother refusal to use poison, yet. She desperately wanted to ask why not but refrained from doing so. She knew her mother would not approve. Though the idea of sleeping draughts was interesting.
She had nothing more that was useful to say and so after giving her friend and “uncles” a nudge goodnight, she followed her mother home. She hoped that Ralla would talk to her and let her help some more. Plus, she needed to think of what to write in that letter.