Frogs Rule the River wasn't sure if she was expecting, yet. But, she and Sparkle in His Smile had been trying for a bit. It couldn't hurt to find someone to bless them, right? Just in case?
So she'd talked to Sorrel about where she went for her own blessings. An absolute lake of information, Sorrel knew where a Blessed One lived, and even what his favorite gifts were. Sorrel even warned her that He might look like a foxbun, and about his many familiars.
So after spending a day fishing and egg gathering, Frogs Rule the River set off to see him. The eggs were carefully packed into a basket, made by the Blassed One himself, according to Sorrel. The fish were wrapped in leaves and tied to her back, with help from Sorrel and family.
She set out at dawn, he didn't live too far away, but the earlier she left, the earlier she'd get there. The trip wasn't particularly eventful. She did have to find some workarounds, she didn't think swimming with fish strapped to her back was a good idea.
Around sunset she arrived at the clearing with an odd lake with in a lake. Frogs doesn't go all the way into the clearing, what if that was rude? Instead she stands just at the edge, looking for a stag or glowing eyed foxbun.
Fish Bones spots his visitor before she spots him, he's pretty sure anyway. Hello! Come in, have a rest. How are you?
Frogs is not at prepared for hearing a voice in her mind. Sorrel failed to mention this bit. Cautiously, in case the voice was imagined, she steps forward. "H-hwello?"
Over here! Set your burden down, and we can chat. Fish Bones waves at her, patting the ground beside himself.
Frogs tries not to look too dumbstruck as she walks over, setting down the basket. "For you, a gift, and the fish too." She says as she starts biting at the vines holding them to her. A few well placed nips and they fall free, the leaf wrapped fish hitting the ground.
"I came to seek a blessing. I'm not pregnant yet but we, Sparkle in His Smile, and me have been trying. And I thought it's best to be prepared than have to rush." Frogs says, gathering her offerings into a neat pile for him.
Fish Bones watches her, nodding appreciatively at the gifts. A fine offering for him, clearly she put thought into this. Yes, being prepared is never a bad thing. May your children be just as ready for life as you.
"Thank you!" Well. That was a lot easier than she thought. Sorrel hadn't told her exactly how the blessings went, she was expecting more flash and bang, or more ceremony. Not that she'd question a Blessed One, they must know what they're doing.
Always a pleasure. Do you need shelter for the night? he asks.
She was about to say no, she had planned to make the return trip over night and just sleep when she got home. Though now, she feels the beginnings of fatigue. "Maybe a nap would be good."
My nest is comfortable, or you can pick a spot to curl up, if you prefer. Don't be surprised if you wake up with lemur tail in your face, though. he smiles at her.
"I couldn't possibly put you out of your bed, I'll find a comfortable patch to sleep, thank you." The last word is stretched out in a yawn. She searches the perimeter and find a suitable spot shielded by low shrubs. Curling up she yawns again and closes her eyes. "Good night."
Sleep well.
