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A sheepish smile would fall across her features at being called beautiful, hardly something she found she heard often, with her ears falling against her head in embarrassment. She would clear her throat, shaking off the feeling quickly before she found herself blubbering.

"Of course!" Her head would be quick to nod in agreement, "One to remember." She would assure with a soft laugh to follow.

As their attention would soon turn to the birds, she would tilt her head back to peer up at them with a narrowed look. "Thieves you say? My, what a greedy pack of birds." She would grin, a snort of amusement as she would allow her yellow eyes to settle back down on the wolf before her, looking to the octopus that clung in the nets on his side. It's slimy, squirmy look had Fionnuala's nose turned up in slight ick, the disgust plain upon her face.

"You.. eat that?"

When his question followed, she would be quick to pull her gaze off his haul and back to his own blue eyes,

"I suppose I am now." She would sigh softly, allowing her mind to replay the events leading up to her arrival in these lands - and her last companion Sagramore wasn't one to settle down long it seemed.

"I currently shelter near that old stone bridge in the forests, by the flowing creek. What about you, Nate?"

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