I'm More Than Meets the Eye
09-19-2015, 01:24 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-04-2015, 01:35 PM by Lillianna.)
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She had gone north, because she knew there was a river ot the north; she did not expect to run into a small trio of ponds. She certainly wasn't complaining as she stuck her nose near the water, tongue flicking out of her mouth to eagerly lap the water. It was only when her thirst was quenched that she looked up, noting the edge of the territory she was in. They did not stray too far blindly into it; quite the opposite. There was, now that she looked, debris everywhere. It was quite messy, and half the stuff didn't even look like normal stuff. Her eyes cast to Karabela, a question in her eyes: here, or elsewhere?
She had gone north, because she knew there was a river ot the north; she did not expect to run into a small trio of ponds. She certainly wasn't complaining as she stuck her nose near the water, tongue flicking out of her mouth to eagerly lap the water. It was only when her thirst was quenched that she looked up, noting the edge of the territory she was in. They did not stray too far blindly into it; quite the opposite. There was, now that she looked, debris everywhere. It was quite messy, and half the stuff didn't even look like normal stuff. Her eyes cast to Karabela, a question in her eyes: here, or elsewhere?
Note: Lillie has scars over her right eye and down her cheek. She also has scars under her chin and on her jaw. Her tables and art will most likely not reflect this. Unless it is specified otherwise, assume Lillianna is accompanied by her companion.
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