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RiverStorm said:
River was at a pause for words, watching the fuzzy haired boy closely as he fidgeted with his shirt, obliviously put off by her cold front, but still throwing in some awkwardly polite words, and earned himself an ever so slight sliver of respect from her.
Her fighter mind had already judged if he was the sort to win in a fight with her, and she was rather confident that she could take him.
"Ergh, yeah. That they will be." River finally piped up, trying to force a kind tone to her voice. "Oh, his name? Trodaire. It's Irish for fighter." She stated, allowing her stance to relax ever so slightly. "Name's River. You would be?"
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"Last pup I had...well, I swear he still isn't trained all the way today." Now more relaxed with this whole interaction, Connor barked a laugh that probably would've sounded more normal coming from the dog. "Fits him." Mindlesly, he lowered the hand at his waist to reach for Trodaire, then thought better of it.
Knowing his luck, this Trodaire might just conform to his name even further when it came to being touched by strangers.
"Connor. Connor Clifton. You new around here or...homeschooled, maybe?" He snuck a few more discreet glances at the girl, still unable to quite place her face to any memorized past encounter.
 
HeavensHens88 said:
"Last pup I had...well, I swear he still isn't trained all the way today." Now more relaxed with this whole interaction, Connor barked a laugh that probably would've sounded more normal coming from the dog. "Fits him." Mindlesly, he lowered the hand at his waist to reach for Trodaire, then thought better of it.
Knowing his luck, this Trodaire might just conform to his name even further when it came to being touched by strangers.
"Connor. Connor Clifton. You new around here or...homeschooled, maybe?" He snuck a few more discreet glances at the girl, still unable to quite place her face to any memorized past encounter.
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River, now more relaxed by the peaceful conversation, couldn't hold back a smirk as the boy-- Apparently named Connor, reached for Trodaire, before pausing and snatching his hand back. "You can pet him, I promise he is yet to kill someone." She said, trying a attempt at humor. "Hmm, Connor Clifton, eh? If you were going for full names, it's River Katrina Fallyn." She stated, brushing a stray strand of hair from her eye. "Both, new around here and homeschooled." She cast a glance at the cow, crossing her arms. "I didn't really expect so many people to be riding horses and... Cows. Seems I need to train Tro to be calm around them. He never saw them back in New York City."
 
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