Post by Maërina Könungr on Jan 16, 2010 20:40:51 GMT -5
Maërina bit her bottom lip as her own spar ended. She looked at Arandur admiringly, unintentionally sending emotions to Flynda. It seemed as if Arandur was her first crush. Even though she said Aren was cute, she just saw him as, well, cute like a child. She knew that he would never return the affections, so she didn't put too much hope into it, but she still dreamed. She had never intended to tell anyone of this, not even her dragon.
Putting the practice sword aside, Maërina looked over to Flynda.
Hmm. Eragon is...awfully sad; depressed. I felt it in his emotions, she said smugly, emitting pride from her uncanny ability.
Putting the practice sword aside, Maërina looked over to Flynda.
Hmm. Eragon is...awfully sad; depressed. I felt it in his emotions, she said smugly, emitting pride from her uncanny ability.
