♞ Eleven.
[Guy is walking through the forests on the outskirts of the Castle, chewing on a perfect, green apple. He's spent the entire day in the woods, picking apples and foraging for wild berries (all of which he's got stored in an enormous wooden bucket he's carrying along.) He sighs contentedly, happy to be back in the woods. He had spent most of his time there when the castle had turned him into a wolf, and he would've never thought he'd have missed it so much. He felt wonderful and free out there, and somehow... safe.
Suddenly, he spots a fancy looking bottle, sticking out of a patch of tall grass. It's quite pretty and red and elaborately decorated. Guy smiles at it, immediately thinking of Marian. His last gifts to her had been an epic hit, and he wonders if it's not time for another present...]
"I wonder if Marian would like this?" [He says, picking the bottle up...]
Suddenly, he spots a fancy looking bottle, sticking out of a patch of tall grass. It's quite pretty and red and elaborately decorated. Guy smiles at it, immediately thinking of Marian. His last gifts to her had been an epic hit, and he wonders if it's not time for another present...]
"I wonder if Marian would like this?" [He says, picking the bottle up...]