Kralla Whitesnow stood up, and handed back the mage's papers.
"Nice to meet you Master Tellerick." She smiled, showing her enormous canines, and raised a paw-hand to shake. Tellerick was suddenly reminded what it was like to be a child in a grown-ups world as his hand was engulfed in a claw laden paw.
"And who might you be kitling?" She knelt down on, one knee, to look at the boy; although it didn't make her seem any less intimidating.
"My name is William."
"Hello. I'm Kralla Whitesnow. Are you coming with us then?"
"Yes Ma'am. I am."
Jeff Taylor over 5 years ago
Thanks Drew π
Neville Hunt over 5 years ago
Itβs really getting into gear, Jeff, and whetting my appetite for more. I hope as it develops my instinct for trite, smart-arsed comments wonβt get in the way. Sorry in advance if they do π
Jeff Taylor over 5 years ago
Eh? What? Trite? NO! I always enjoy the comments. They're as much fun as writing the drabbles! Keep'em coming Neville! Keep'em coming. They're always welcome π