Date: 2019-02-03 12:07 am (UTC)
volurofthehearth: (Excited chattering)
Anna may be hesitant to ask, but Runa beams. "Of course! You can be my protector."

Once the two of them are on the path, boots softly crunching on the snow, she's happy to fill in the silence. She can ramble all the way to the torches if Anna lets her. "My father has a rifle as well. He taught some of my sisters to shoot, and my eldest sister tried to teach me. I was awful. It's too heavy for me, and the noise always startles me."
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