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Post by cara on Mar 21, 2006 10:45:41 GMT -5
Cara happily followed Feirn into the in glad to be out of the dirty streets of the town she said is room 7 where we are going to sleep? her eyes burned up hopefully.
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Post by Judas on Mar 21, 2006 19:33:01 GMT -5
Ferin smiled, "Yes, dear." She walked, her movements not missing a beat or step.
When she'd reached the door with the wooden number '7' she unlocked the door and stepped in.
"Two beds, tired? Sleep. We will awake in the morning and leave for the next town."
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Post by cara on Mar 22, 2006 0:06:09 GMT -5
Cara yawned she was young and was already very tired crawling into her bed after she changed she said which town will we be going to Ferin? be for ferin got the chance to answer cara fell asleep and soft breathing sounds filtered thought the room.
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Post by Judas on Mar 22, 2006 2:07:02 GMT -5
Ferin smiled.
The next morning, Ferin awoke at dawn. She shook the young child sleeping in the bed beside her, hoping she hadn't run off in the night. She smiled.
"Young one. Time to go, we are going to Keeton."
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Post by cara on Mar 23, 2006 10:02:06 GMT -5
caras' eyes flew open and she was obediently aware of what was going on,something she had learned to do. cuz you never knew what was going to happen in your sleep. calming down she said really? getting dressed and eating she said what is it like in Keeton?
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Post by Judas on Mar 24, 2006 11:22:21 GMT -5
Ferin had been zoning out, when she heard the girl speak she lifted her head and shook off her thoughts.
"Keeton? Oh, its just another town." She replied.
Keeton was where he was, Merferilin.
Merferilin...
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Post by cara on Mar 25, 2006 17:06:13 GMT -5
Cara said ok she got the rest of the was ready then said i am ready if you are we can begin our journey to Keeton.
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Post by Judas on Mar 26, 2006 1:25:09 GMT -5
Ferin smiled, "Keeton isn't that far, my dear. Though at a walking pace without a horse it is probably about a day's walk. We should be there before noon, though, because my dear," she moved the shades, "it is still dark." She smiled.
(Keeton)
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