Hello, My Old Heart [AW]
12-03-2016, 06:04 PM
Dagmær had watched her aunt sneak out in the dead of night and stealthily the girl decided to follow. She'd been devoting herself to the art of hunting after all, surely this wouldn't be such a difficult task and she was aided, perhaps, by Karabela's seeming distraction. At first Dagmær thought her aunt would only be going a little ways, maybe to the steppe or one of the neighboring terras but as they walked farther and farther north she began to grow more and more concerned. Soon they were in the northern mountains in an unfamiliar place. Dag could not stay quiet as curiosity grew to worry and so she spoke and called out to her aunt. "Karabela?" Walk, "Talk" Think |