A quick fic

[bjornwilde]

 Nolan and Irisa had been on the road and the run for two weeks before he felt they were far enough away they could spend more than a day in any given city. Irisa was delighted though shy to find other children her age and it took Nolan sometime to convince her it was okay to play with them if she wanted. He even had to insist on giving her some script so she could buy something for herself from the market. When she returned a few hours later and shyly, yet definitely, showed him the knife she had bought herself, he had to bite his tongue not to laugh as he told her it was a great knife.

That night he taught her how to care for it and keep it sharp.

[Busy day but I want to try and write something, no matter how small everyday.]