Captured for war ~PAFP Need Prince~

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    She became fascinated with it. Her full attention was drawn.

    "Where did you find the stuff to make this?" She asked before he left. She turned it around in her hands, now looking around the cave to put it somewhere.

    "I visited the southern tribe and spoke with a rather unpleasant dragon then I got the ruby then Marcus helped me make the flower and the blanket." Barali said.

    She paused. "Well... Thank you then," she told him. "I like it very much. And i appreciate the effort you put into gathering the materials for it."

    Karmin sighed. "So you met Skrye I see," she commented. "Is he torutring that... Man. I'd call him a beast, but then that old dragon would have eaten him."

    A low growl came out of Karmin's throat. "Good. He's getting what he deserves," she said foully and turned to put the jewel flower away.

    Karmin conyinued to clean the place, thinking about Barali's admission of love and his trinket. Which she personally as a human thought was huge.

    Baralo came back after his arm was bound and he put the blanket he brought her also on her bed before going to sit on the one Scale and Karmin brought up.

    Karmin turned back to him. "You look... Like your are waiting for me." She commented, considering he was on her bed.

    She laughed. "I was saying how my scent was all over your things. Seems like you've got me back now," she said hopping onto her bed.

    Karmin had hoarded the trinket under her bed, along with the jewels she had been able to take off of the vines. She seemed to be starting her collection over again.

    Barali came back and smelled the leaves under the bed, "those will start to rot." He told her, "and please refrain from collecting too much treasure. I'd rather it not get dirtied from the fire's ashes." Barali said and sat on his bed.

    She frowned. “but I thought they were gems.. aww...” she pouted and swept them out from under the bed.