keep your head UP nothing lasts forever

His words were so . . . solemn? Was that the right word? No, it was something else. But whatever it was, it made Irin curious. Her head tilted slightly, ears pricking in his direction as she mulled over his words. A fundamental part of being lost meant that you couldn't find out how to get back home. But okay. Hey, maybe where he was from things were different. Maybe the sidera / stars were different from the ones she knew and maybe a lot of things were different from what Irin was used to. "Well, I guess you probably won't need help with that, then. But if you want help, I'm here." Irin nodded slightly, flicking her tail happily behind her. She would be happy to help this ghostly male, to get a glimpse of the surely wonderous realm in which he lived.

Watching the male's sweeping movements thoughtfully, Irin examined the lights curiously. "Maybe they want to get back to the sky, and they're trying to escape through the ice and that's why they still move. Because the sky's their home and they miss it." Did she, like the sidera (she really did like that word. Hmm. It was fun to think/say), miss her home? Not really, if Irin were totally honest. But that might come with time. For the moment, Irin was content to explore the sprawling expanses of the continent that she had stumbled across, curiosity burning in her mind as she spun stories for every creature, living and dead, that she stumbled across.

The introduction was met by a slight tilt of Irin's head. "Amenti? Is that a land?" Irin was sadly uninformed about the lands that she now wandered. She knew vaguely that there had to be packs here, but she had stumbled across only the occasional scent marked border that she simply skirted around and proceeded on her way. The few strangers that she had stumbled across had thus far sated Irin's need for company and she felt no need to investigate the lands any further than she already had. Criss-crossing this continent would be enough for a while. But she wanted to know about this Amenti of which he spoke. Was it the mystical realm from which he had escaped for a short while?



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