Prompt by RedandBlond: Strawberries and a cart

"I think we lost them," Cara said, not sounding particularly dejected about losing track of Zedd and Richard during their latest journey. She looked down the empty road, wondering when she saw them last. The distance between them had to have become quite ridiculous since the last time she saw either men was before the braid incident not a day ago. If she didn't know any better, she'd think they split up on purpose.

"They're both big boys," Kahlan offered from her place in the shrubbery. She, too, didn't appear too bothered by them splitting up as she continued to pluck strawberries. "Want one?" she asked, looking up as she held out a piece of fruit.

Cara briefly studied the strawberry before taking it.

"Besides," Kahlan continued, going over the shrub one last time before standing up. "We'll meet up with them at the next town."

"The next town which was supposedly half a day away if we followed the river," Cara pointed out, taking a bite out of her strawberry.

Kahlan shot her a look. "We'll meet up with them at the next town," she repeated firmly.

Cara simply rolled her eyes and set her attention on the road as she finished the piece of fruit. "This road looks well worn."

Kahlan followed her gaze, agreeing with her statement. The dirt road was filled with fresh wheel tracks. "We'll follow it and ask for directions if anyone passes." Even though it wasn't phrased as a question, she raised her eyebrows at Cara, seeking consent.

Cara nodded and before long they were walking down the road. Kahlan noted how Cara was walking beside her instead of slightly ahead even though they weren't talking. She supposed it was because of the day before, but it was a nice improvement.

"A wagon is coming," Cara said, breaking Kahlan out of her reverie.

"That was fast," Kahlan remarked before walking back a few feet to meet the oncoming cart. Cara watched on as she spoke to the man behind the reigns. It wasn't that she couldn't get directions, but generally, when Cara wanted something from people, Kahlan always had something to remark about her social skills.

Not that Kahlan ever had issues communicating with her, she realized with a thoughtful frown. In fact, the Confessor seemed to appreciate whatever it was she lacked since they always ended up closer after an argument. And arguments were a daily occurrence, as the day before had proven.

Her gaze was unrelenting as the brunette thanked the man and walked back with a satisfied smile. Did that mean her behavior was appropriate around Kahlan? Was she finally learning or was she an exception?

"The next town is so ridiculously close he wouldn't even offer us a ride," Kahlan reported cheerfully, coming to a halt before the Mord'Sith.

"Then let's go find the men." Cara made a move to continue down the road, but was held back by a hand on her wrist. She turned partially to shoot Kahlan a questioning look.

"I still have some strawberries left," she offered sheepishly. "And it's very nice near the river."

Cara stared at her.

Kahlan sighed and tugged the smaller woman along as she walked away from the path. "Let's just enjoy the weather before we go back to blood and grime, okay?"

"Why?" Cara asked, allowing herself to be led to wherever. It didn't go past her entirely how the brunette didn't let go of her the entire time.

"Why not?"

Cara stopped, shooting Kahlan a deviant look as she halted as well. "No, why do you want to spend time with me?"

Kahlan appeared momentarily taken off guard – eyebrows raised, jaw slack – but broke into a smile when she understood the question. She slipped her hand into Cara's. "We're friends, aren't we?" she asked, emphasizing the question with a squeeze of the hand.

Cara frowned down at their joined hands, then at the cheerful face of the Confessor. For all the arguments they had, Kahlan was smiling during most of them, and she had to admit that she didn't particularly mind the way that made her feel.

Hungry.

That damn woman was so demanding.

Cara pulled her hand back and glanced over Kahlan's shoulder. The brunette was disappointed at the loss of contact, expecting a rejection to accompany the action. Not that she minded Richard and Zedd's company, quite the opposite in fact, but she could really go with some down time and now was just perfect. "I suppose we should rejoin the quest well-fed and rested," Cara said eventually, already heading for the river.

Kahlan followed her with her eyes, smile widening.

I love the way they dance around each other. Someone should involve alcohol in their prompt –hinthint-

Lala1330; Awesome, I'm glad you liked it ;D Your prompt is next on the list.