sweet nothings

*Eris* · 06-18-2019, 09:37 PM

Eris Pyre

She laughed softly as he promised to let her know, bobbing her head in agreement. "That would be kind of you," Eris murmured, offering him an agreeable smile. The small wolf sent a silent prayer of thanks to Tor for protecting her so far on her foray into this strange land. While she hadn't stopped to dwell on it, she'd had been impossibly lucky so far. Everyone she'd met had been kind and accommodating, not at all like the savages she'd been warned dwell outside of the Island of Haert.

"I haven't been much further North than this, but these lands seem large. So far I've encountered mud that will suck you right in, a raging seaside summer storm, and a gully filled with all sorts of useful plant life. It definitely has its dangers, but every place must," She said, recounting her brief escapades in Boreas. There could be no good without evil, in life and in the land. Tor and Fenris would have it no other way. "Polaris, though, that's a beautiful name. I wonder if the stars have names for us."

"Speech"|"Ademic"

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