Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24012109-20140421141407/@comment-7838080-20140425124208

Morela looked at him with a semi-grateful expression on her face, smoothing out her uniform a bit. While she did so, she felt her thumb catch a hole in the jacket, the kestrel letting out a sigh. This wasn't anything new to her...not by a longshot. But she was grateful there wasn't a tear in her shirt.

I doubt he'd want to see my scarring...

"Well...thanks. And you're right, it does help to have a bodyguard," she said, a little more sure of herself, "But...mind m-me a-asking w-what your name is?" Having now reverted to being the shy and closed-up faunus she was earlier.