The Little Wiccan Dizzy would had been a little worried by the curious look her new master was giving her, yet her mind was already too occupied with thoughts to really notice his face. She had new clothes that weighed down her slender but strong arms. Dizzy wasn't struggling with the bags as she spoke and walked; it was more that she the weight made her aware of how much he had done for already. Shoes were not a necessity for the little wiccan. So Dizzy made it clear to her master that if he was okay with her not having them, she was more than glad to give them up...
Dizzy wasn't terribly surprised when her master said he wasn't much for shoes. It was in her experience in her coven that shoes were sort of viewed as a way to disconnect from the flow of magic that was constantly pulsing from the earth. Sure if it was a determent to one's health or a social need shoes were put on. Since Tashan was a blue mage, while she didn't know exactly what that meant, she knew that he would be okay with going on with their little trip.
Twin teal pigtails bobbed as Dizzy nodded to his words that it would make their trip shorter. She was anxious to see his home for sure! To explore the place that would house her and where she would spend her days as long as the great goddess allowed. There was a disconnect, for the time being or who knows how long, of Tashan's home would be considered her 'home' as well. Then again most slaves didn't considered their owners home as their own but Dizzy had always considered the covens communal housing as her home. "Oh yes Mr Tashan! That sounds wonderful!" The girl couldn't help but the small bit of bounce as her words fluttered out of her mouth. "I am most excited to see where you live!"
On the trio when Dizzy hummed happily as she looked around to all the different stores as they passed. Her shorter strides keeping up with her master's natural pace. Teal eyes widened a bit as they entered such a place. She really had never been in a place such as this. The coven had been about self sustaining. Her only real experienced in shopping was in cloth stores. Those trips had been a rare treat indeed! Looking about, Dizzy was a bit distracted by all that was up for offer that she didn't notice Tashan's first few product picks for her. It wasn't that the teen was being sneaky he was simply knew what he was looking for. Perhaps he was just as ready to be back to his place as the wiccan was.
When she had noticed, her lips had parted to ask what she could hold... Yet they closed before a sound came out when he started to move on to the next item. It was clear to Dizzy that Tashan knew what he was going for.
