#verse; post

[bearfated]

@dragetunge​​

“Oi! Mah da ‘as one ay those!” Merida commented excitedly. She didn’t hesitate as she bent down to the ground to get a better look at the prosthetic leg. Blue eyes were wide as she inspected it; her father’s was built quite different.

In a flash she was back on her feet, fiery curls moving wildly about her face. “Hoo did ye git yoors?”

[bearfated]

@stonedeafdog​

The large room was filled with laughter and music as the special guest had been invited to perform for the King and Queen of Dunbroch. She never minded such parties; it was always fun seeing her father sing along to songs and dance terribly. Though the special performer had a guest with him and Merida couldn’t help but wonder: if he’s not a musician, why is he here? She made her way across the room, getting his attention before saying, “Ye cam wi' yer pal but ah dornt see ye playin' anythin'.”

[bearfated]

@snattched​

Merida’s face showed purpose and overall, a lack of fear as she raised her weapon towards the spirit. “Who aer yeuh?” she asked in an unwavering voice, the arrow pointed right at the head of the other.

[bearfated]

@jxkulfrxsti​

“Ah bet ah can shoot down anee snow bawl ye flin' baefur it hits th' grin,” Merida challenged with a smile, already loading an arrow onto her bow as if she knew Jack wouldn’t say no to her small bet

[bearfated]

@clawead​

“Aahhm,” light blue irises looked side to side as Merida tried to find a respectful way to address the elephant in the room. “Saoooo,” she trailed, fingers twiddling in a circular motion as she sought the right words.

“Why do ye hae cat eers an' a tail?”