flood
03-14-2017, 12:54 PM
Dully, she aches for Spirane. They'd had mountain goats, and she'd learned how to climb among them. Strong, fast, surefooted, agile-- there was nothing that she couldn't do. The ghost was an unstoppable force when it came to where she would go. There was no holding her back. There never was. She gazes at Chaos, listening to his words, tucked among the lisp. A bashful smile creeps over Salem's face unsure of exactly what lies beyond. He's got questions, and she doesn't blame him. Not like she knows the answer either. "Pack protection is... important, if I happen upon one without too many restrictions, I'd not be opposed to joining one. I was the head messenger back home, the fastest in all the lands, so I knew it so immensely well. I'll need to get back to exploring if I want to do the same here." Her tail wags softly, eyes dancing with the not so far off memory. Everyone had known the ghost of a girl with the fast feet and weird eyes. As small as she is, Salem's whole build screams fast. Still, she quirks that smile at Chaos, shy. Meeting new people is hard. salem my name is blue canary |
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