"I agree, foolish. But some just don't know how to let go." Imke responded to Dahmer's statement. The fae thought it had been very prudent of her mother to evacuate, and that anyone who stayed behind had been asking for death - but that was just her opinion on the matter.
The lady took the opportunity while her counterparts eyes were on the mountain to examine him more closely. He was well built did not appear to have any blemishes, a good sign. His comment about the volcano made her follow his gaze toward it. "Sulfur," It was a foreign word to her. "is that what the foul smoke s called? Is it dangerous?"
His next statement startled her; he certainly was a very forward gentleman. She enjoyed being flirted with, it made her feel pretty.But when it came to reciprocating the affections the black mare always felt as though he were stumbling and making an idiot of herself. "No it can't, especially if my buddy were as handsome as you." In her head it has sounded alright, not very articulate, but not a total disaster of words. "I've never been out of the common lands, is it a terribly long walk to get there? Mountains can be deceptively far away."
Imke
Carved from marble, smoother than the storm