The Monarch had intended to engross herself in study as she walked through their muddy territory. Even as a leader, she still had much to learn. Namely, mastery of her magic and ensuring the Kingdom kept a close bond with Ohr by regular prayer. Although not the prettiest territory, the earthen delta served its purpose to Verdantis as a cooler place than Whitewater to relax in. Through the more egregious parts of summer, one could not be picky for aesthetics when they could having a mud bath. A luxury she could not presently partake in, unfortunately.
When she came across a little fox, trailed by sparks of light which glittered the dark waters, dashing from one end of the river to the other, she could not hold back the small chuckle that bubbled in her chest. Youthful energy put a happiness in her spirit, and it assured her that all is blessed.
However, she became too distracted and gravitated closer to the river. Mercedes did not expect the firey little thing to slip and scramble for land, their nose squishing into her paws. Her reaction is a sharp intake of breath, a reflexive response to the sudden impact
Oops!She said, raising a paw with the intention of landing on their back and steadying them.
Are you alright? Your lantern?