Re: Holding Pens - Keara
Keara raise her head at the male's voice. He was actually talking to her, rather than commanding her. That was new and it caught her attention, matched with the brough of his voice. It wasn't Irish, at least not from where she was from.
Slowly she rose to her feet and looked him over a for a moment before grinning at him, not caring that there was still some blood staining her cheeks.
"I'd say he'd be about right. Why? Want ta find out fer yerself?"