05-10-2018, 08:00 PM
Ramiel is slightly caught off guard, as she had never seen such animals before. Where she'd come from, it mostly just felines like her, with a few domestics mingled in. But here, it seemed to be quite different. That much was obvious enough, with these three odd-looking..canines? Most of them seemed to be, though the third one she wasn't quite sure. Either way, she keeps her composure, shrugging her shoulders at Morgan's statement.
"I'm a tough cookie," she says simply, cracking a smirk. She wasn't exactly accustomed to rough conditions, but she'd adapt. It was better than wandering around more, unsure when she'd find some place to settle, if she even would. It'd be her luck if she ended up dying out there. Turning to Fenris, she nods, shakily standing up.
She had never lived in a marshland before, but then again, there was always a first time for everything. Once she was somewhat stable on her paws, she motions for them to go on and lead the way.
"SPEECH"
"I'm a tough cookie," she says simply, cracking a smirk. She wasn't exactly accustomed to rough conditions, but she'd adapt. It was better than wandering around more, unsure when she'd find some place to settle, if she even would. It'd be her luck if she ended up dying out there. Turning to Fenris, she nods, shakily standing up.
She had never lived in a marshland before, but then again, there was always a first time for everything. Once she was somewhat stable on her paws, she motions for them to go on and lead the way.
"SPEECH"