arts n crafts

She was used to being followed at this point. Siobhan knew Lachlan had been tailing her, but she had pretended to ignore him for as long as possible. They had been very close as puppies, but her condition had made her feel like a stranger to herself, much less her siblings. It felt impossible to explain so it was easier to just try and disappear. Once she had gathered plenty of mushrooms, she finally turned to address him. "You followed me," she pouted. It was half accusation, half tease. Sio felt more safe by herself than she did with others lately. They had become so overbearing. "I'm just looking for new painting supplies," she added, gesturing to the softly glowing mushrooms. The fungus was dimmer now that it had severed from its growing place but still glimmered with a glorious light.

"I've never been here before, have you?" The question was breathless. This place was very exciting. The cave went even deeper than she'd imagined and she could still hear water trickling from some faraway place, hidden in the depths. Perhaps it went all the way to the center of the earth. Probably (definitely) not, but the idea was entertaining and Siobhan had begun to enjoy living in fantasy. Mosses softened the noise of their footsteps and voices. Most caves echoed, but this one seemed to just devour all the sounds it heard.