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[called_lioness]

She slept late--well, that's half true. She woke when Caspian did, because he tripped over Lavender getting out of bed and knocked half the nightstand over.

It involved a minor fire (his pants), a slight burn to the fingers (hers), and entirely too much excitement before tea was had (for either), in Lucy's opinion. And no chocolate at all, thank you. Which isn't something that she's going to stop thinking about in the next few days, Lucy thinks, and is vaguely irritated by this.

But she's the blessing of not needing to rise so early as he, so she'd taken the chance to go back to bed, after fires were put out and burns tended to.

And she's not precisely grumpy, but Lucy finds she could use some peaceful moments after a morning starting like that, and so she's found herself a mug of tea and gone out to walk by the lake. Corella will likely be taken for a ride, later, but for the moment it's nice to stretch her legs.

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[called_lioness]

"Mayhap from a different island than Besaid?" she hazards and stands a little behind Yuna, looking at the birds.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"Maybe so," she agrees. "Do you want to meet him? I've never seen one fed a sugar cube, but the ones of the boat like sweet things--they give them molasses treats."

[called_lioness]

"I would," she agrees, and approaches carefully, fingers smoothing feathers best they can.

"He's a dear, isn't he?"

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"Well, I just met him," she laughs. "But he seems friendly enough, after being neglected by whoever owns him."

The bird chirps at Lucy inquisitively.

[called_lioness]

"The stablehands try to care for them, I know." She giggles, a bit, and offers a bit of sugar.

"I'd wondered if they were simply ostriches of some sort."

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"I think they might be related," Yuna agrees. "But chocobos are much faster, and tamer, and they live all over Spira."

[called_lioness]

"Perhaps you can learn to ride them better here, then, and we'll go for rides. If you'd like."

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

"I would," she says warmly, as the chocobo delicately lifts the sugar cube with the tip of its beak and tosses its head back to swallow it.

[called_lioness]

"Then let's plan for that," she grins and laughs at the sight of the bird.

She's can't help it. It's a bird.

[night-hibiscus.livejournal.com]

The chocobo trills, and noses--beaks?--disappointedly at her hand for more.