{I'll make my character in a moment.}
William waved her over,"You can either run back to Elizabeth or hurry along." He smiled playfully, ruffled her hair and trampled on. Hearing the roaring waters of the stream, a hopeful sign. Will lifted the bucket and dumped it in the water to fill it up.
Christopher gulped, knowing that tone of voice, his mother had used it many times when she called his bluff. It was all too familiar in a game of gambling, which he did alot of."I-I don't know what you mean, fair maiden.." He avoided eye contact, turning away to eat his berries.













