it ain't me
04-07-2017, 12:16 PM
Every day, Echo wakes up. That's something that can't be denied, she actually manages to drag her fluffy ass out of the den every damn day. Can't contend with that. She gets up particularly early today, the sun just starting to peek over the Plains. No one else was up yet, and that made life easier. Ma hadn't specifically told her not to, so why not? Seemed natural. Seemed logical. Seemed like it would be just fine. Head high, the rolling thunder steps boldly out into first light. Her shadow is long, dew clinging to her legs as she brushes through the tall grass. What would she find? What was out here? Hell if she knew, but it sounded like a good thing. Maybe she'd tempt fate on the edge of the borders, looking for Fable again. He'd been so lovely... Echo hadn't told anyone of her friend. She'd keep him all to herself, and that would be lovely. More than happy with that, rolling gait, early morning all to herself. Can't top mornings like this. DERECHO WRECKAGE bad bitches never die |
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