Gonna Lay Down My Sword By The Riverside
08-18-2016, 06:12 PM
Qualm had always been quiet. Well that was also because he half felt he didn't belong in Abaven. Sure it had been his home since birth, aside from the short while he had been practically kidnapped. It was a miracle how he survived. His paws carried him silently across the lake, until he saw a familiar face. He didn't entirely know her, but he knew her name. As his black tail stayed behind him, he smiled figuring he'd be social for once.
"Afternoon, Karabela. What brings you to the lake today?" he asked as he smiled. Qualm always thought to himself, a smile was a mirror. If he could brighten up someone's day with his own then he would try. Even if the healer wasn't met with kindness. He wanted to be nice. |