by GoldenStateOfMind » Tue Aug 09, 2011 10:06 am
(( Thanks. ))
Chris pushed Panic into a faster run, leaning into the saddle, so that he could catch up with the others. Spotting Casper's head bobbing with the others, his mind flashed back to the day he had spoken with him. He had nodded, unable to say more, though he had wanted to pat him on the back or something. But instead he had looked at him for a moment more and then simply walked away, managing a quiet "Thank you," as he went. Now his eyes found Arrowin's head, and as he caught a glimpse of a blackened tip in her long hair, he instinctively reached up to feel his own head, his fingers brushing the short layer of new hair that was beginning to grow back. His eyebrows, too, hadn't been scarred enough to stay bald. He hadn't needed to worry about shaving for a while now, though. Smiling to himself, he tested out his leg. It was sore but was setting, which was good. He called out to Arrowin, pulling Panic up the wagon. He had prefered to practice his riding than sit on the wagon. "Are we almost there?" he asked.
Who are you to claim you're misunderstood?
~Keep a Golden State of mind~