Oh boy, what a busy week it's been. But Sunday is upon us once again, and WeWriWa is in full swing (click the link if you don't know what WeWriWa stands for and it'll take you to the source). I have been participating in A to Z, and am kind of excited that this month, I will post something every day. I know right? How crazy is that, for someone who's average # of posts is far fewer than that. I am so excited for Sunday though, to share my time with writing warriors, learning from each other and enjoying so many different styles of writing.
Last week, we left off with His Nibs asking for a nip from Ravyn's wine bag. Skipping ahead a wee bit, he's been handed the wine, and here's what he does with it (like you don't have a good idea what this little lush will do : )
He took the bag from her hand and lifted it to his lips. He tipped it back and guzzled, gulping and slurping, draining the bag dry. He pulled the bag up away from his face shaking it, his tongue lolling out trying to catch the last drop as it fell toward the ground. “That wuz duh-lish-ush.”
“Glad you liked…”
His Nibs jumped in front of Ravyn, knocking her backward, “Shtay back you skeery demon. This lil’ lassie is not fer the likesh uv you!” His Nibs stretched up to his full two and a half feet, he threw his feathered cap down on the ground and balled his fists in barroom fight ready position.