Snippet #1149071

Nym was more than thankful as it was announced that they had won, the cheers of the crowd louder than they had ever been during the event. Relief washed over her, sighing heavily as she suddenly felt tired. She hadn't really done much, but she still felt the need for a rest before anything else. She let herself fall back, landing on her butt so that she was sitting on the sandy ground, her weapon dropping to lay beside her. She leant back a little, using her arms to keep her propped up, her gaze wandering across the arena. It looked like everyone else seemed to be having similar ideas to her.

Everyone except a small flash of blue that was scurrying across the sand as fast as it's little legs could carry it.
"Nym!" The mini-chimera yelled as he got closer to the freshman, almost skipping as he got closer to her.

Nym couldn't help but grin widely as she saw him. He looked much happier than before, preparing herself for his pounce by crossing her legs and stop herself from leaning back - instead opening her arms and welcoming him back.

He didn't have to jump high to reach her, wrapping his blue furry arms around her neck as he drew closer, holding her tightly. Nym couldn't help laugh at his actions, gentle wrapping her skinny arms round the chimera.
"Well you're a happy Morris," She commented with a chuckle, though was silence as the Chimera pulled away for a moment, his eyes suddenly hard.

"Do you know how much you scared me?!" He asked, a rather stern look on his face that seemed to shake the laughter out of the young girl. She gingerly shook her head, and he seemed to scowl more. "That pig could've killed you with that shock, and you just stood there!" He told her, watching as Nym's jaw dropped a little. Morris suddenly pressed himself against her again, his voice much more emotional now, almost as if he was going to cry.
"Don't ever do that again..."

Hearing this, Nym's small smile returned, making sure she didn't laugh at his gentle voice. It was like he was being an overprotective sibling or something. Not that she would know, she was an only child. She gently stroked the little blue creature's fur on his back,
"Okay, Morris." She replied quietly, "I'll get out the way next time."