Shy Little Friend

Rolling tame 1d100: 92
Success! Regardless of the animal type

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er tortoise friend was elusive the night before, but she would seek the little friend out the next day. This time, she'd already gathered mangrove leaves to place down and entice the reptile with. It was a lovely little bed of greens. What herbivore could resist such an appetizing display? Nimue settled herself down close to the meal she'd prepared and waited calmly, patiently. She wanted to gain the trust of the tortoise and that sometimes took time with any sort of animal of the wild.

As she waited, she would close her eyes and bask in the ambience of this most sacred place. It was as good a time as any to reflect on her life and where she had been most recently and of course, where she was going. Where in the hell was she going, anyway? The College had been treating her well and Aryth had even begun to put a Board together that she'd volunteered to be a part of. Then of course, on the outside of that world there was Rhiannon...oh, the wild enchantress that forever had her heart. In the midst of her thought, Nimue peeked from beneath her lashes to see if her tortoise friend had emerged.

art and code by Yahtzee-Penguiduck