happy in the nighttime, howlin' at the moon
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09-15-2019, 01:36 PM
Cannival thought the wolf endearing, and she wished she could sing along with her and still enjoy a peaceful night. Perhaps one day somewhere the two of them could sing to the moon and admire it's brilliant glow together, but that day was distant and the place she hadn't yet seen. "One day." She repeated softly, hoping the two of them might indeed meet again. "I'd like to settle down myself, I've been toying with the idea of claiming some land for my friends and I to enjoy. Perhaps if I ever do, you could come visit." It would be nice to have a home of her own where she never had to worry about frightening a wolf again, somewhere where she could teach and learn and perhaps even one day raise a child. At the marketplace mention her smile dropped, her tail whipping through the air at annoyance at the very idea of the viking's trades. "At first glance they appeared normal. Supplies and food and baubles for sale." Her voice grew harder, more angry. "But they sell creatures there. Not just wolves but horses and critters and even children!" Cannival was glad the only captive she'd recognized was the small Ramesh. He was so silly and lost to reality that he barely cared to be held against his will. She'd bought his freedom regardless, but at what price? "Speech" "Thinking" "You." |
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