"What do you think, Kit?" Daine asks the dragon. Few folk make a point of calling her Skysong, but whether it bothers her or not is up to her. Kitten looks up at the woman, considering, then nods.
Daine grins up at Eowyn as Kitten trundles off to explore more of the apartment, though she doesn't wander out of anyone's sight and keeps her promise not to touch anything. "It's nice to meet you as well. I s'pose I should've introduced myself sooner. I'm only just next door." She'd been hesitant to acquaint herself with others in the building, at first because she was wary of settling in, and then because she was wary of two-leggers dropping by when her apartment is as likely as not to have a number of non-human visitors at any given time. Even if there wasn't a handful of crows or some other feral or semi-feral animal in residence, the rats are steady fixtures. And she can't really blame anyone for being leery of rats.
Kitten chirps, and Daine turns to see what's got her attention. The dragon is pointing at a surprisingly familiar weapon, and Daine gapes. "Mithros, you've a sword?" It's not a weapon she personally uses, but more to the point, it's not a weapon she even expected to see here. "Did you bring it here with you, or does someone in Darrow actually make them?" She assumes the former, but part of her really hopes for the latter. She misses her bow fiercely, and though she knows it'd be frowned upon if she carried one around, it would still be nice to be able to practice.
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Date: 2017-02-09 12:12 am (UTC)From:Daine grins up at Eowyn as Kitten trundles off to explore more of the apartment, though she doesn't wander out of anyone's sight and keeps her promise not to touch anything. "It's nice to meet you as well. I s'pose I should've introduced myself sooner. I'm only just next door." She'd been hesitant to acquaint herself with others in the building, at first because she was wary of settling in, and then because she was wary of two-leggers dropping by when her apartment is as likely as not to have a number of non-human visitors at any given time. Even if there wasn't a handful of crows or some other feral or semi-feral animal in residence, the rats are steady fixtures. And she can't really blame anyone for being leery of rats.
Kitten chirps, and Daine turns to see what's got her attention. The dragon is pointing at a surprisingly familiar weapon, and Daine gapes. "Mithros, you've a sword?" It's not a weapon she personally uses, but more to the point, it's not a weapon she even expected to see here. "Did you bring it here with you, or does someone in Darrow actually make them?" She assumes the former, but part of her really hopes for the latter. She misses her bow fiercely, and though she knows it'd be frowned upon if she carried one around, it would still be nice to be able to practice.