Drawn by Fate

Walk | Talk | Think

The answer Miksa offered made Esarosa brighten almost immediately, and he felt his uncertainty begin to wane. It was nice having her optimism around him, to bolster him when his moments of self-doubt just about defeated him and made even the simplest of decisions feel like life and death. Even if his suggestion had not worked, he suspected she would have approached the rejection with a positive spin. That was just her nature, and he was glad for it, smiling himself as she agreed to his proposition and offered a location of her own for consideration. Traveller's Lake? Had he been there before? I'm sure I can find it, Miksa concluded, and nodded his head in agreement. "Traveller's Lake. Late night." It was a sound plan.

His green-eyed friend did not wait for further comment and rose swiftly to her paws. Before the white wolf could follow suit, she stepped in close to him and touched her nose in a soft nudge against his cheek. His bright eyes blinked, staring at her as she drew back, and though she had surprised him Miksa still smiled. That was just Esarosa. Just a little unpredictable. He was still smiling, fully wrapped up in his new - though realistically temporary - optimism as she made her parting and, with a wisp of her tail, left him sitting there alone. Uselessly he muttered, "Bye," sure she was already too far gone to hear, and with a sigh and a shake of his head Miksa got to his feet and turned back toward Celestial lands. Three days.

-Exit Miksa-

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