Hey, sorry it's taking me so long to update, my computer broke down.
But enough about me, go on and read.
Skyy woke up with a terrible headache. She groaned as she put a hand to her head. Kitten whistled something to her. It resonated in her head making her head hurt even more. She moaned.
"Kit, would you please be quiet. My head hurts," said Skyy as she tried to sit up. Kit whistled once more in apology.
Skyy's head spun as she sat up and it took a minute for her eyes to focus.
"I see you have been behaving rashly," called Numair voice, "What has gotten into you? Where is the sensible girl your mother and I raised?"
Skyy gave a weak smile, "I'm still here, and I was just very stupid last night."
"I hope this has taught you a lesson," said Numair as her placed a hand on her head, "Hold still." Skyy instantly felt her head cool and her vision focus a little more.
"Thanks Da. It feels a lot better," she said. Numair mumbled something about him not having to do this if she hadn't been celebrating so much.
Then she bathed and went to the riders mess for breakfast. She sat down alone and ate her porridge. At least, she was alone before Arry sat down next to her.
Skyy sighed and blushed, this was very awkward, "Um, Arry. I'm...err...sorry....about last night. I wasn't really thinking and didn't mean any thing by it."
Arry shrugged, "It's alright. I knew you were flat out drunk."
Skyy's blush depend as she looked down at her breakfast.
Arry laughed, "Don't worry about it. Tell me, what's new in the capital? If you tell me I spin some tales for you." Skyy smiled and started to relay all that had happened over the past months, she would always be comfortable with Arry of Queenscove.
How's that? Too sappy? I don't know *gives a big sigh and falls backwards onto a bed*. Tell me if it's really bad. Also R & R my new story if you get a chance. It's call Captain Jack Sparrow and Me. Gotta go!
Skyy woke up with a terrible headache. She groaned as she put a hand to her head. Kitten whistled something to her. It resonated in her head making her head hurt even more. She moaned.
"Kit, would you please be quiet. My head hurts," said Skyy as she tried to sit up. Kit whistled once more in apology.
Skyy's head spun as she sat up and it took a minute for her eyes to focus.
"I see you have been behaving rashly," called Numair voice, "What has gotten into you? Where is the sensible girl your mother and I raised?"
Skyy gave a weak smile, "I'm still here, and I was just very stupid last night."
"I hope this has taught you a lesson," said Numair as her placed a hand on her head, "Hold still." Skyy instantly felt her head cool and her vision focus a little more.
"Thanks Da. It feels a lot better," she said. Numair mumbled something about him not having to do this if she hadn't been celebrating so much.
Then she bathed and went to the riders mess for breakfast. She sat down alone and ate her porridge. At least, she was alone before Arry sat down next to her.
Skyy sighed and blushed, this was very awkward, "Um, Arry. I'm...err...sorry....about last night. I wasn't really thinking and didn't mean any thing by it."
Arry shrugged, "It's alright. I knew you were flat out drunk."
Skyy's blush depend as she looked down at her breakfast.
Arry laughed, "Don't worry about it. Tell me, what's new in the capital? If you tell me I spin some tales for you." Skyy smiled and started to relay all that had happened over the past months, she would always be comfortable with Arry of Queenscove.
How's that? Too sappy? I don't know *gives a big sigh and falls backwards onto a bed*. Tell me if it's really bad. Also R & R my new story if you get a chance. It's call Captain Jack Sparrow and Me. Gotta go!