With Lord Francel safe and the airship secured, the rest of his companions are making preparations to finally go repair the ship, and find ways to ready it to confront the Primal Garuda. But, Felih figures, they don't need him for all that just yet- Cid and the engineers still need to fix it up before he can go off trying to find a way to make it pierce through the vortex Garuda would inevitably try to shield herself with. The fledgling Warrior of Light has a bit of time to spend as he pleases.
So, despite how very much he is not built for the cold, he opts to remain in Coerthas a little longer, stubborn cat never one to leave his debts unpaid and gratitude unshown.
Twelve, though, he wished he had better clothes for the cold. He's even resorted to letting his long hair down in an attempt to help keep his neck warm in the bitter winds.
"Lord Haurchefant? I- well, I know my friends and I have technically already said farewells, but... do you have a moment to chat?" he chirps hopefully, tail coiling behind him, snow still glistening on the long, thick fur. "There is something that makes me curious."
Haurchefant had expected the day to be average. He'd see adventurers come and go and the usual routine. Felih and his companions was a surprising change of pace, but it felt as though it came as quickly as it went. He won't exactly complain since it meant that things are peaceful.
He hadn't expected the seasoned adventurer to return to Camp Dragonhead so soon, but he definitely would not complain. The elezen is quick to get to his feet and welcome the other. "I have plenty of time to spare! Please, please, come in! Warm yourself at the fire. Let us get you something to drink and warm you up. My time is yours," he says with a warm smile. "What is on your mind? Do not hesitate to speak it."
Felih immediately seems to perk up at Haurchefant's cheery and welcoming response, tail wiggling and puffing up a little as a small purr kicks up in his chest.
"Many thanks, my new friend," he chirps at him, laughing and relaxing as he goes and settles down by the fire. Much like an actual cat, Felih has been gravitating to cozy warm fires and settling down near them as frequently as possible since arriving in Coerthas- his Miqo'te lungs aren't used to the cold, and the warm fire soothes the bite of the cold air.
"As for what's on my mind- it's nothing worrisome, I assure you. Quite the opposite," he says simply, before murmuring, "Well... if you'll pardon my frankness, you're so very friendly compared to the others I have met in Coerthas. Much less suspicious of us, at the very least- you welcomed us with open arms. You stood out, and-" He pauses, humming a little.
"...that is, I am grateful. If there is aught I could ever do to repay you for your help, let me know."
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With Lord Francel safe and the airship secured, the rest of his companions are making preparations to finally go repair the ship, and find ways to ready it to confront the Primal Garuda. But, Felih figures, they don't need him for all that just yet- Cid and the engineers still need to fix it up before he can go off trying to find a way to make it pierce through the vortex Garuda would inevitably try to shield herself with. The fledgling Warrior of Light has a bit of time to spend as he pleases.
So, despite how very much he is not built for the cold, he opts to remain in Coerthas a little longer, stubborn cat never one to leave his debts unpaid and gratitude unshown.
Twelve, though, he wished he had better clothes for the cold. He's even resorted to letting his long hair down in an attempt to help keep his neck warm in the bitter winds.
"Lord Haurchefant? I- well, I know my friends and I have technically already said farewells, but... do you have a moment to chat?" he chirps hopefully, tail coiling behind him, snow still glistening on the long, thick fur. "There is something that makes me curious."
MY COMPUTER RESTARTED AND ATE MY HALF TAG )o)
He hadn't expected the seasoned adventurer to return to Camp Dragonhead so soon, but he definitely would not complain. The elezen is quick to get to his feet and welcome the other. "I have plenty of time to spare! Please, please, come in! Warm yourself at the fire. Let us get you something to drink and warm you up. My time is yours," he says with a warm smile. "What is on your mind? Do not hesitate to speak it."
IT'S OKAY FRIENDO THERE'S NO RUSH <3 c:
"Many thanks, my new friend," he chirps at him, laughing and relaxing as he goes and settles down by the fire. Much like an actual cat, Felih has been gravitating to cozy warm fires and settling down near them as frequently as possible since arriving in Coerthas- his Miqo'te lungs aren't used to the cold, and the warm fire soothes the bite of the cold air.
"As for what's on my mind- it's nothing worrisome, I assure you. Quite the opposite," he says simply, before murmuring, "Well... if you'll pardon my frankness, you're so very friendly compared to the others I have met in Coerthas. Much less suspicious of us, at the very least- you welcomed us with open arms. You stood out, and-" He pauses, humming a little.
"...that is, I am grateful. If there is aught I could ever do to repay you for your help, let me know."