Re: Pyr/Felicity
Felicity laughed. "Sure, kid, sounds like fun. But watch the beaks, these things bite hard." Looked like he'd spotted one to follow, though, and he hadn't hung around to listen to her. She shook her head. Kids.
Still, it felt nice to stretch her legs, and it didn't take more than a moment to catch up with her wayward apprentice. (She was actually pretty good at this whole 'Master Monk' thing, even if her students seemed to forget from time to time.) "Got a plan, t- kid?" Man, she really needed to stop thinking of him as Trouble or one of these days, her tongue would slip. Faram knows no teenager would appreciate that kind of nickname.