Audrey looked up when the young girl stepped forward, inhaling subtly and getting a fresh scent of mage. Was this place filled with them? She breathed a little deeper, using the moment while Rhys was distracted by the girl, and noted the scent of several mages, and felt her shoulders tighten with apprehension. Being in a building full of mages did not seem like a good place to be for a werewolf on the brink of Changing.
A shy, slightly stiff smile was given to the girl before she bustled off, apparently not noticing Audrey’s discomfort. Not really surprising, considering how excited the child was, but Audrey was more concerned with how she could escape this mage infested eatery. She was so anxious to escape it took her a moment to realise Rhys’ attention was back on her, and she blinked at him with wide eyes, taking a deep breath in and forcing her shoulders to relax. Thankfully that breath told her the entrees were arriving, and she eagerly smiled at the waiter with a thanks for the food. It didn’t make her feel any safer, but it did help her forget for a few moments.
Dipping her spoon into the stew, Audrey shoved it into her mouth and considered how to answer the information she was given by the good looking mage across from her. “That sounds fun,” she said honestly, considering him thoughtfully for a moment. He certainly had the looks for a model, and she was sure he’d have the attitude, too. She smiled as she ate some more stew. It took her a few bites to realise that he was likely hinting at his training to be a guardian, and she almost choked. Great. She was in a restaurant full of mages and probably other guardians. She knew they knew of the wolves in the city, kept track of them and their packs, but she was still uncomfortable.
“That sounds… exhausting.” She offered. Like this night was turning out to be. Her appetite had vanished and she didn’t think the painkillers were working as well as she would have liked. Her leg had a serious ache from the knee to the ankle and the muscles in her left arm were twitching unhappily at intervals, though she was pretty sure it was hidden by the long sleeves of her shirt. She puffed out a soft breath, and finished her stew, and her glass of soda. “So what do you do for fun?” She asked with a half-smile, almost expecting him to say he hunted werewolves, because honestly, it would fit perfectly with the way this night was going.
A shy, slightly stiff smile was given to the girl before she bustled off, apparently not noticing Audrey’s discomfort. Not really surprising, considering how excited the child was, but Audrey was more concerned with how she could escape this mage infested eatery. She was so anxious to escape it took her a moment to realise Rhys’ attention was back on her, and she blinked at him with wide eyes, taking a deep breath in and forcing her shoulders to relax. Thankfully that breath told her the entrees were arriving, and she eagerly smiled at the waiter with a thanks for the food. It didn’t make her feel any safer, but it did help her forget for a few moments.
Dipping her spoon into the stew, Audrey shoved it into her mouth and considered how to answer the information she was given by the good looking mage across from her. “That sounds fun,” she said honestly, considering him thoughtfully for a moment. He certainly had the looks for a model, and she was sure he’d have the attitude, too. She smiled as she ate some more stew. It took her a few bites to realise that he was likely hinting at his training to be a guardian, and she almost choked. Great. She was in a restaurant full of mages and probably other guardians. She knew they knew of the wolves in the city, kept track of them and their packs, but she was still uncomfortable.
“That sounds… exhausting.” She offered. Like this night was turning out to be. Her appetite had vanished and she didn’t think the painkillers were working as well as she would have liked. Her leg had a serious ache from the knee to the ankle and the muscles in her left arm were twitching unhappily at intervals, though she was pretty sure it was hidden by the long sleeves of her shirt. She puffed out a soft breath, and finished her stew, and her glass of soda. “So what do you do for fun?” She asked with a half-smile, almost expecting him to say he hunted werewolves, because honestly, it would fit perfectly with the way this night was going.
