Toxic Rain

*Cannival* · 07-02-2019, 12:33 AM

Cannival

Cannival stood before him on wobbly paws, focusing hard on remaining upright. "Yeah." She murmured. "I made it here, I can make it wherever." The lioness did her best to lift her head from staring at the dirt to return his smile, though the movement caused her to sway harder. "Dungeons.. gardens.. I'll go wherever you like, Rain. Lead the way." Cannival nodded her large head once more, splaying her legs slightly in the dirt so she didn't throw off her balance again with the movement.

Suddenly she remembered the kindness of the stranger, quickly adding a "Thank you, large wolf!" Had he told her his name? Cannival couldn't remember. "I will be no trouble, I like wolves..." Her words trailed off as she tried to think of more reasonable and logical reasons why this pack would want to shelter her for the time being. Why did Abaven like her? She couldn't seem to recall much positivity there aside from her time with little Motif. Suddenly it dawned upon her, and a bout of enthusiasm bubbled upwards. "They like me for my rides." Her words slurred in spots, but she was one-hundred percent confident she got her point across with coherence.

"You.""Think.""Speech"

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