Kestlona eyes widen at what she was seeing. Â "What in the seven hells?" she said. Â She could feel her jaw drop as the stranger pulls his hand away from the female miqo'te's head. Â If she didn't know better she would swear that the crystal he was hold in his hand was some form of materia. Â Then the hyur was falling backwards into the wagon. Â Scooping the girl up into her arms the seawolf stood up and reach for her private jacket, wrapping the jacket around her, and settling her next to the wagon beside the hyur, after she remove the coins from her jacket.
Kestlona move over to the hyur, placing her fingers against his neck, and giving a sharp look to the other. Â "Ya better be still alive?" Â She also slip the Gil back into the pouch. Â "Ya a stubborn one. Â Told ya thata ya did't need to pay me."
With a sigh, she turn her attention to the bursted wheel. Â "Can't call Papa. Â He'd be asking all kind of questions." Â She wasn't sure if the hyur was awake or not. Â "Maybe can rig up something to get us ta Wineport." Â She rummage through the back of the cart, trying to find something to fix the wheel. Â She also pull out a couple of oranges and some of the fish. Â She set up the cook stove and set some fire shards into it, so she could feed the pair while she try to fix the wheel.
Kestlona move over to the hyur, placing her fingers against his neck, and giving a sharp look to the other. Â "Ya better be still alive?" Â She also slip the Gil back into the pouch. Â "Ya a stubborn one. Â Told ya thata ya did't need to pay me."
With a sigh, she turn her attention to the bursted wheel. Â "Can't call Papa. Â He'd be asking all kind of questions." Â She wasn't sure if the hyur was awake or not. Â "Maybe can rig up something to get us ta Wineport." Â She rummage through the back of the cart, trying to find something to fix the wheel. Â She also pull out a couple of oranges and some of the fish. Â She set up the cook stove and set some fire shards into it, so she could feed the pair while she try to fix the wheel.
