by Ethne on November 29th, 2011, 10:02 pm
"I wasn't going to fight."
Ethne had muttered, more to herself. Putting her hand on the ferret's head, Ethne kept him calm so that he would not feel provoked by the white fox. Ethne hadn't learned much, but she knew enough about animals to know that the fox wasn't albino, but a completely different species. Although that didn't stop her interest in the small fox. Looking first at Tara, then the Knight, she said.
"It's nice to meet you Tara, I'm Ethne, in case you didn't overhear before. As for why I'm alone, my parents caught a sickness and were too poor and too proud to seek the assistance of a physician. So, they died when I was eight. But I've done well enough without them."
She tried to speak as coldly as she could, because if she allowed the memory of her parents to come back, then she might break down. Her parents were amazing, loving, kind, and oh so very proud. They slowly withered away and died right before Ethne's eyes, leaving her to bury them both. Although Ethne didn't know the full traditions of Syliras, her parents had asked to be buried on their deathbeds, so such she had done in burying them outside of the city.