The last time that Rachael visited Colleen's homestead, it was in her official capacity as an officer of the Watch. Therefore it was not without some trepidation that she approached the gates. However, this time she was not alone. In the crook of one arm resided a tiny white fluffball kitten. And, at her side, the stalwart bear of a Scotsman that she had grown to love dearly, Roderick. Her unoccupied black leather gloved hand rested lightly on his elbow.
The Scotsman noted the Watchwoman's unease, and his lips lightly brushed her scarred cheek. "Ye have nae a thing ta worry aboot, cherie. Unless Mallow rejects tha pup, of course. Then she and I may come ta words."
For her part, the tiny kitten yowled in protest. Of course the decision about the new being to share her Tower was hers and only hers to make. The feline just let her human companions believe otherwise.
Resolve strengthened by that kiss, the threesome waited outside the gate.
The Scotsman noted the Watchwoman's unease, and his lips lightly brushed her scarred cheek. "Ye have nae a thing ta worry aboot, cherie. Unless Mallow rejects tha pup, of course. Then she and I may come ta words."
For her part, the tiny kitten yowled in protest. Of course the decision about the new being to share her Tower was hers and only hers to make. The feline just let her human companions believe otherwise.
Resolve strengthened by that kiss, the threesome waited outside the gate.